At BestBuy tonight: "Mom, I really want a cell phone."
"I'm sure you do." I explained all the various costs and complications, then told her that if she could actually scrape together $50 at one time, that would prove to me that she was able to earn enough money to pay for a cell phone bill every month.
"But this phone right here is only $9.99," she insisted... as if what I had said had meant nothing. Which is technically true for her -- it's one of her learning disabilities, that she can't hear something and apply it. Anyway, I re-explained it all to her. Twice.
So for now, she's motivated and wants to earn money. Which means that maybe... just maybe... we'll finally get a few cheerful chores done around here. Which is the sole purpose of pre-teenagers, if we're going to be truthful, because they can't go out and get jobs yet. They're God's gifts to parents; even though they're often mouthy and obnoxious, they're big enough to be able do real chores AND they can't get in the car and drive away anywhere yet. Captive slaves... heh
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