The Girlchld and two of her friends are going to a concert tonight at the Tacoma Dome. Which means somebody has to drive them there and back (two hours each way), because while they all have licenses — no way. We’ll let her drive to Tacoma in the middle of the night when she’s thirty. maybe.
Then the kid talks me into getting a motel for the night so I don’t have to be exhausted and drive us all into a ditch.
So we’re headed for Seattle. I’m taking the laptop do I can work while the younger generation abuse their eardrums. But this all reminds me of one of the early Girlchild scams.
When she was four, she would come to me and say, mama, can I have these pennies on the counter to save up? And I’d say, sure.
Every couple of days or so the Girlchild would go to the Mathematician and say, daddy, I’ve got all these pennies and nicklees and dimes and one quarter and they add up to a hundred. Could I have a dollar? And he’d say, sure.
He’d give her the dollar, she’d give him the change…. which he then prompty put down somewhere.
It took us about a month to figure out what was going on.
I just love sneaky kid stories, sometimes they come up with the most interesting scams. When my youngest brother was about seven or eight he used to run a similar con, it involved all the rest of the kids giving him money because he was starting up a bank. Some kids play school, my brother played bank.
He’d write little notes that said your name and how much you gave him to hold. Then after he had enough for something good he’d secretly go spend your money at the store.
Somebody always caught him with candy or a slush, if they asked where he got the money he’d tell them the bank went bankrupt. Again. Then he’d talk them all into giving him more money to help the bank. I always thought he’d make a good politician…
I laughed out loud when I read this! I have a four year old and can see him pulling the same type of scam. Thanks for the smile today!
HA! What a slick scheme.