My oldest wants to make money, nah…he wants to do nothing and make money. He’s really starting to piss me off too. Here is the conversation we had last week:
“Mom I wanna make money to buy sweet shoes at Dick’s. What can I do?”
“Lemme thing…umm….oh, the downstairs closet needs cleaned out!”
“Ok, how much?”
“$5 dollars?” He scoffed, as if I said I would pay him in Sweet & Low sugar packets. This closet is the size of a coffin. You would have thought I asked him to clean out the closet at Vogue.
“Yeah, $5 dollars. You aren’t building an addition to the house.”
He continued to laugh an arrogant laugh, like he was too good to do such paltry work for a whole $5. I noted his laugh and found nothing funny about it.
“Look, this closet will take you 30 minutes, that’s like $10 an hour, more than minimum wage. That’s my price and if you don’t want to do it, fine.”
I was half tempted to leave it as a chore for him to do for free when the nanny came on Monday but forgot.
This was last week, just now my husband and I were discussing his attitude towards money when my 8-year-old chimed in.
“$5 dollars for the closet?”
“Yeah, you wanna earn some money?” I asked.
“Sure!” He responded and promptly got off his video game.
He’s not too proud to do it! He’s like fuck that shit. $5 dollars is $5 dollars. And so, 20 minutes in, he is almost done and will be $5 richer than his bro.
P.S. If you haven’t figured it out, the featured image is of my youngest makin’ those dollas’.