Eric had warned me a decade ago that parenting isn't what you think it is, and life will throw you those parenting lessons over and over again. This week has been a tough week, and I managed yet another one of those lessons, mainly that you often don't have the right answer, even when you should.
A few days ago, I found three dollar bills on the beach. I was amused by this, and handed them in some ratio to the boys. I didn't think much about them until today.
As we were walking out of lunch, L commented he wanted his dollar bill back. Hayden said no, he found it. I asked for the details.
L had been in the restroom. He dropped his dollar. He had lost it.
H went into the restroom after L. He found the dollar bill that L lost. Picked it up. Kept it.
L realized H found his dollar when H bragged about finding a dollar, as only after said bragging had L realized he had lost his dollar.
