Strandberg Savings & Moan
When I made this discovery this morning, I did what everyone looking for something obscure does these days--I went to eBay. There, I did find a couple of the sets he liked, but at $20 plus about $15 shipping, they were prohibitively priced. He, of course, did not grasp this.
"We have to get $20 right now!" he said several times. I tried to explain about saving in order to get the things we want, using my desire to replace the very couch on which we sat as an example, but this did not register, either.
Then I suggested we work out a plan for him to do chores so that he could earn a little money each day toward buying the new toy. When his ears perked up at this idea, I was pretty proud of the important lessons I was teaching him.
Then he said, "I need to do all those chores RIGHT NOW so I can get the $20!"
I told him that even if we had the $20 in hand, the toys were not at the store in our town--they were in California. We couldn't possibly get them today.
"Then we need to go to California--(yes, you guessed it)--RIGHT NOW!" he responded.
Still wanting to get the saving lesson across, we talked about his dinosaur bank and how he'd been putting money in there for a long time. He and Daddy decided to count the money to see if it would be enough for the Magna Wheels.
Apparently they had only made it to $2 when the little guy lost interest and asked what he could get for that amount. He quickly resolved himself to a Matchbox car from Walgreen's and rushed upstairs to get dressed for his outing.
When he met me at the back door to don shoes and coat, he was all ready to go--right down to the fuzzy purple purse with the hot pink flower on the outside and eight quarters on the inside. You may question my judgment, but I let him carry it. Personal finance was hard enough to explain--we'll leave gender for another day.