Dash really wanted a 25 cent ball from Old Navy, and I repeatedly told him I don’t waste my money on quarter machines. He had every reason in the book of why he needed a ball, but the answer was still “NO”.
Fast forward 2 minutes and 45 seconds. I went into the dressing room to try on one shirt, and then came out. And all of a sudden, Dash had a handful of quarters — 12 in total! I asked where he had gotten them, and that boy searched around the base of the machine, and found them all. It was maybe the biggest haul I have ever seen from one of my kids. He was SOOOOO proud of himself — and frankly, so was I!
And then he proceeded to buy himself a ball.
And another for Pippi.
And then one for Scout and Navy.
And a final one for Grey.
And then he pocketed the other $1.75.
Nice work my little scrounge.