How a preschooler doles out allowance

"Mommy, Mommy! Guess what happened at co-op today?," Lil E ran up to me, brown eyes lit up, wide smile and skipping as much as a three-year old can.

"What?," I asked. I was making a snack. A Kashi cookie and big sippy cup of milk. "Tell me!"

"We played Play-Doh!"

"Oh, how exciting!" I was happy not to have to clean up. I loved that someone else gave him free reign of it and that it made him so happy. I nudged at his enthusiasm, "What color did you get?"

"Gween! And I made lots of stuff!"

"Like what? What did you make?"

He half-hopped, half-skipped back to the living room, toward the couch, where he likes to receive his snack like an old man in a reclining armchair.

"I'm not telling you," he called to me over his shoulder bobbing up and down as he went, "I'm not telling you what I made! I'm not going to tell you!"

And even though I tried, that was all I got. A little crumb of my own.

Next stop, crushes and curfews.

Comments

[Sarah]

Ariel--8 now--came home from school yesterday with something in her back pack that had to be put in her room immediately...I was not allowed to see it no matter how much I begged! I can only hope it's a pretty picture she's drawing for me, but just hasn't finished...not something scary, ya know...

[maggie]

I get that too - I ask her "what did you do today?" and she says "it's a secret". Oof.

[zoe]

secrets seem to be a big thing with the preschool and k set...oh and 15 yr olds too