Cale, my 8 year old middle child with the appropriate syndrome, spots a five foot tall stuffed moose at a thrift store. Why a thrift store in Texas would carry something with absolutely zero thriftiness to it beats me. Regardless, it was love at first site. And guess what? Moose only cost $15, which is EXACTLY the amount of money Cale had.

Yay.
I had previously been attempting to instill work ethic into my boys, teaching them how to make money through chores. What kind of lesson would it have been to tell him he couldn’t have the moose? It was, after all, his money.
So, a few failed attempts at reverse psychology later….I end up trying to shove a five foot moose into the backseat. Unfortunately, it fit.