Baby Boy went on a school trip to the Shanghai Science and Technology Museum yesterday.
His teacher had sent a note advising us to give our kids 25 rmb to buy a souvenir (optional). So I gave him 25 rmb, though I would find out later that many kids would have been given at least a hundred. That seemed a little too much for a school trip for Year 3s, but well.
I didn't want the boy to lose his cash and I didn't want him to come home with more junk. But it was a good occasion for him to practise managing his money.
BB : Mummy, I bought you something from the museum!
Me : That's sweet of you, baby.
BB : It costs 15 rmb. And I had only 10 rmb left so I bought a picture with wolves in it for my sister.
Me : I'm sure she'll love it. Very kind of you to have thought of her.
BB : I have no money left to buy anything for myself, but it's ok. I can share the picture with her.
Occasions like this one remind me why I adore this child. He is just so special in so many ways. He makes me so happy to be a mother, he makes it worth my while giving up so many of my youthful ambitions and dreams so that I could stay at home and look after him.
And I wish I had been more generous with the pocket money. I can be such a scrooge at times.