Why, oh why, does Book Fair turn my brain to mush?
Could it be because of these scenarios?
“Take a moment and count your money…just stack it in piles of $1.” Child dumps out bag of change.
Me: “Hmm….I think that book is $6.99 and that one is $5.99. You have $10 in your hand.” Child shoves his choices toward you. “Why don’t you step over there and think about it. It looks like you have a hard choice to make.”
Me: “Your total is $11.98.”
Child: “But I thought it was $10.”
Me: “This book is $6.99 and this one is $4.99. Don’t forget that you have to pay for the $.99 also.”
Child: “Wait. Can I have an eraser, too?”
Me: “Just one purchase at a time. Remember this is like a store and at Target you don’t go to the checkout over and over. How about if you save your money and come back tomorrow?”
Child: “How much can I buy with this?” (“This” being 8 pennies, a nickle, and a coin from another country.)
Me: “I see you have a big stack there. How much money do you have?” (I’m bold like that.)
Child: “Oh, it’s fine.”
Me: “You’re keeping track?”
Child: “Yes,” and then finally comes to the register.
Child: “Oh. Can I put the pen back?”
Child: “And that pen.”
Child: “Huh. And that pencil.”
And on and on until finally we settle on an acceptable amount in the range of reasonable.
Me: “Your total is $34.82.”
Child holds out $3.
And the money in bags.
And the money in wads.
And the completely blank check with a signature. (There’s one every time.)
And the beautiful beautiful checks written by moms and dads who have read wish lists, circled items that are appropriate, and have generously added an extra dollar for an eraser or pencil. I love those checks.
They have so much to learn about money and shopping. I love that they get the opportunity to do this in a safe environment as independent shoppers. But, oh my, it does hurt my brain sometimes!