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Davin is going through a serious car/truck/train phase. We watched Cars every day for three weeks straight for his quiet time activity. He loves any kind of truck but particularly likes the ones that do things such as tractors, fire trucks, dump trucks, mail trucks, etc. He particularly enjoys going to Target to peruse the latest trucks and dream about owning this one or that. The large ambulance particularly caught his eye and he talked about it all the time. One day in Target, I made a deal with him that if he would pick up his toys and do other jobs, he could earn his truck. I wasn’t sure if he would catch on to the idea but he surprised me by insisting immediately that we go home so that he could earn his ambulance. The truck was $15 and because a four year old’s attention is short, I didn’t want it to take too long for him to earn it, and so we decided to give him a dollar every time he did a chore. It took a couple of months to earn the entire amount needed (plus a little extra for taxes and tithing) and every time we visited Target he would insist on visiting his ambulance in anticipation of bringing it home. When the last dollar was earned, Davin took is full dollar jar to the store and paid for the ambulance all by himself. I am so proud of him!

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Maile said…
I've been putting some thought into how to do allowances for our kids now that they're getting old enough to want things. I definitely like the idea of them working for some of it; I think it makes what they buy a lot more meaningful.
August 12, 2009 at 8:31 AM
House Of P said…
Way to go Davin! All that hard work paid off!
August 12, 2009 at 9:13 AM
Tiffani said…
That is so great!! You need a picture of the ambulance.
August 12, 2009 at 10:36 AM
Sara said…
Great job Davin! Way to earn that ambulance.
August 12, 2009 at 3:35 PM
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