Entrepreneurial Views on Inflation

Big Daddy and I value hard work and feel that is something to instill in our children. A value that is often misplaced these days. We have often discussed how we attempt to instill this value in our children. One way we have recently chosen is to teach Joseph that hard work pays off. For Joseph who is learning the value of a dollar, we have chosen that it is time to pay him...an allowance that is. Is it truly the fact that we desire to teach him a valuable life lesson that will stay with him for his life or is it a pure act of selfishness that we desire to no longer listen to him complain that he didn't make the mess when we ask him to clean it up. A bit of both perhaps.

Regardless, he now gets an allowance. Big Daddy and I discussed the monetary side of it and came up with an amount in which we thought was appropriate for Joseph's age and the tasks at hand. A big Five-a-roonie. Plus to a seven year who has never really had money before five bucks a week seems like a pretty sweet pot.

I have to say that our by the rules, responsible child has take to his duties as white takes to rice. At the allotted time each night he heads down to the basement without argument to clean up what mess there is. After a day of all the kids playing down there it some days does resemble as those ToysRUs blew up down there. Without complaint Joseph does his best to pick up and organize all the toys. Thankfully for me, Joseph has obviously intently paid attention over the last seven years and often gets all the toys in the appropriate place and/or bin as decided by... well, me.

I have to say Big Daddy and I have been impressed with Joseph's lack of complaining and his eagerness to get the job done. Two weeks in and still not a peep about how tired he is or how he didn't make the mess. It's a master plan that has lasted approximately 13 days longer than I had anticipated.

However, what Big Daddy and I weren't expecting was for Joseph to be so much his father's child. Yesterday while on a WalMart run Joseph wanted a new Pokemon toy. It was $4.99. I suggested that we can get it instead of his allowance this week. Sure that was a good idea he agreed. As we were walking over to the till to check out his still innocent seven year old face and his wise old eyes looked up at me from my side where he was walking and he said "Mom"
My reply was "Yes Joseph"
Joseph "I really think I should have Seven"
Me "Seven what??"
Joseph "You know my allowance, it should be seven dollars!"
Me "Oh and increase already, why seven?"
Joseph "There are seven days of the week so I should at least get seven dollars."

Flabbergasted I was. I am not even 30 yet (I like that i can still say that) and here I have never asked for a raise in all my life. Yet, here is Joseph, two weeks into his first so called job and asking for raise.

I knew inflation in our city was good, I just didn't think it was THAT good!