It's Not About the Money
Money can't buy happiness, but it can make you awfully comfortable while you're being miserable ~Clare Boothe Luce
Teaching life lessons to a child seem to be much harder than I could have ever imagined. Truly, when Kyle was a baby I used to think, lead by example and that should do it. Now, I have resorted to actually taking money from a kid to prove a point. One that I don't think he's getting.
About a month ago Kyle and I were in the store. Previously, he saw these movie and gaming posters that he really liked and wanted for his room. Great! "You have money, so buy yourself a poster." Was my only response.
On a side note, I swear that soon to be thirteen year old kid always has more money than me.
I stood with him going through the posters, not appreciating the scantily dressed women in bikini's with up close and person bottom shots, but we quickly got past those. He considered The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, Minecraft and Halo. Which one he chose? I have no idea, I think it was The Hobbit but don't quote me on that.
At the same time, dad asked me to get him some air fresheners for his car. While we were on location, it made sense to pick up a few fragrant smelling plastic clips too.
Now, for the story of my frustration. We get to the checkout and I'll admit, I was testing Kyle, for I put everything together. I wanted to see if he would offer to pay for all the items, at the very least his poster. Let's face it, the total was maybe nine bucks, with his poster being five.
What Kyle did next, totally blew me away. He stepped away from the register as the lady was ringing us up and never offered a penny! I thought he'd at least throw in five dollars to cover his purchase. Nope, he physically stepped back and gave me a look, expecting me to pick up the tab for everything. I was floored! Needless to say I paid.
All I said to Kyle was, "This is your poster you know." followed by him saying, "Ya, but that other stuff isn't and I'm not paying for it." followed by me saying, "But the poster is yours and it doesn't seem like your paying for that either."
We left the check out before I tore into him. I was totally flabbergasted! He didn't even offer to pay for his stupid poster, and not even care about the items for his pap? The man who gives him everything, treats him like gold, never asks for anything from this kid, except for maybe good behavior. The man who truly loves him with all his heart who takes him hunting and fishing, makes sure the kid is never without. The man who goes well out of his way for the happiness of this little boy. Ya, that man Kyle would not spend four dollars on, knowing that his pappy would compensate him tenfold for the gesture. Heck, I would have given him the money for just simply offering. And probably taken him to the movies or bought him another poster as a reward.
Nope, instead of being considerate and generous to those who love him the most, he chose the self-centered, greedy avenue. One that marked him for life, or at least until the next incident.
As we were walking out of the store, I exploded! None...
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