I’m glad Samantha is growing up before cash totally disappears. It’s going to be more difficult for future generations to understand money when all transactions are electronic. As it is, Sam hardly ever sees cash, except at McDonald’s and maybe when the pizza delivery Peopleguy comes to our house.
Samantha’s aunt gave her a lovely silver bank when she was born. It’s been sitting on her bedroom shelf collecting dust ever since, but Adam and I have been looking forward to the time when she could start using it. Yesterday, we finally got around to giving her a few pennies to put in the bank. I sat with her on the floor and gave her a cup with a dozen or so pennies it in, and showed her how to put one in the bank. She grabbed the cup from me and said, BYE-BYE MOMMY! which is her way of asking to be left alone. I sat in a chair nearby and watched as she joyously started shoving pennies in the bank, saying to herself:
SAVE MONEY. GO TO DONALD’S. BUY FRENCH FRIES. SAVE MONEY. GO TO DONALD’S. BUY FRENCH FRIES.