Saturday, February 28, 2009

Child Labor

We woke up Saturday with a lot of weeding to do. We got started early, and I had the kids come out and help. They did pretty good, considering the tedium of weeding. We bribed them well. I think I paid them each $2. That is cheap labor.
Then Travis washed the scooter with help from Lydia. I think she scrubbed it 10 times. She especially loved to spray off the bubbles with the hose attachment.

Incentive #1: Popsicle



Incentive #2: going to Target to spend your money.
I remember having 2 dollars burning a hole in my pocket when I was a kid. Now, don't let me age myself but I found lots I could spend my money on. First, I would walk down to Millhollow and buy a Jr. frozen yogurt for $.42. Then on to Kings for Lemonheads in $.10 packs and still have plenty for penny candy at Porters (Swedish Fish and Sour-Patch Kids). I also would sometimes buy a colored pen from the office section. Sheer bliss.
So when we went to Target, the kids were upset that they couldn't find anything to spend their few dollars on. I suggested we go over to the office supply section. They found spiral notebooks, folders, and binders on sale. Liam got a Star Wars The Clone Wars folder and notebook and a binder to put them in. Zoe chose a Littlest Pet Shop one, with a white binder. The reason I mention this is because they literally spent the rest of the weekend drawing, coloring, writing, and playing with their prizes. They couldn't get enough! Ah, the simple pleasures of childhood.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That is so funny that you'd mention Kings and the 10 cent Lemonheads. On our recent trip to Idaho, we passed some boon-dock city in the middle of nowhere, with a glowing Kings set like a precious jewel in the downtown. Stan and I talked about Kings ("I thought the only one of those left was in Rigby!") and I especially reminisced about the Lemonheads and Alexander the Grapes. Also--do you remember the basement? I swear there was never a clerk down there, so we would always go down and play with the toys. In a crazy way.

Ah, the memories. When did everything get so expensive?

Wendy