Today, I salute a pair of awesome parents and a heavenspawn.
The day was a day of the normal drudgery. Then a young custy appears with his parents in tow and carefully puts his books on the counter. Now this little heavenspawn was only just at the age of adding and subtracting numbers and singing the alphabet song.
However, when I asked him if that would be all, he floored me with a "Yep! That's it. Thank you!"
I ring him up with a smile and give him his total. I expect to end up with a hand full of ones and a fiver or two. Wrong again!
He pulls out a checkbook!
With my mind going, "Bwa? Ehh?" in the background he politely asks me the date. Then how to spell the store name. Under his parents' watchful eyes and gentle prompting, he correctly writes me a check with carefully written letters and numbers.
Then he tears it out and starts to give it to me. dad prompts, "Don't forget to write it in the ledger. We'll subtract it after we sit down in the cafe."
I'm riveted, and wait for him to scribble the information down before accepting the check.
I ask him if he would like a bag.
And would he like to hold his receipt or put it in the bag?
And off goes this miniature phoenix of the heavenspawn world to the cafe, where dad and mom sit on either side of him to help him balance out the checkbook.
I'm struck dumb a realization. He'll be a pro at handling his own finances before he ever reaches his teen years. By the time he gets a job, there won't be a penny earned or spent that he doesn't know about.
I now have a fervent wish that these parents and this kid be cloned. I wish my own parents had thought of this. I will endeavor to do this with my own spawn, when I eventually have them.
May all your customers be nice,