Scout and I came up with a great way for him to earn money for his mission fund. So about three weeks ago, he started collecting bottles and cans to take to the recycling plant. It started out as a novel idea, but became a little less exciting as the process went on….
Scout made comment after comment about how dirty everything was.
Nonetheless, he helped separate the plastic from the aluminum.
Because he was too short, I got the dirty and stinky job of feeding all of the bottles and cans through the machine.
Scout got the job of collecting the receipt that would turn into cash.
He started liking everything a bit more when things were clean.
Here he is posing with his $9.63.
We immediately went to the bank to deposit it into his account.
He was a massive fan of the quarter he got to keep for a gumball machines that are a rip — and that I never fund.
And possibly better than the quarter, were these suckers for Icka and Scout from their buddy at the bank.
It was a good process for my children to see. When can exposure to bums with horrific language ever be bad? I was so glad that our experience didn’t taint Scout, because as soon as we got home and he saw an empty water bottle, he exclaimed, “Mom…LOOK….we can recycle this!”
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