Back at the beginning of this week’s story about Preschooler D, there was a moment when Brent and I were staring at my computer as the full realization of what PD has done came over us. I walked through the process of what he had done to see how easy it was and had that screen up that showed the default choice of $140 on it.
PD came by and glanced up. “Oh! I bought some money, Mommy.”
I sighed. “Yes. I see that.”
He was so proud.
He’d been so smart.
I couldn’t be angry at him because he had no concept of exactly what it was he had done. I was the one who needed to learn several valuable lessons from this situation, and I hope to heaven I have.
Today’s poem is about a boy and his ice cream. You must go here to enjoy it.