When Your Kids Think You Do F*ck All…
We were driving to school this morning and somehow got onto the subject of money. The Eldest was interested specifically in knowing how much Daddy earns every week for working.
I rambled on about working and money and saving so we can have nice things and our home. Then I mentioned that Mammy and Daddy save money every month so that when they’re older they can go to college and learn to be something really cool, like a Doctor or Policeman or Architect or whatever they wanted to be.
“Nah. I don’t want to go to college.” said the Eldest. “I’m just going to do a simple job like Daddy.”
“What do you mean simple?” I said.
“Well, he just has to hand Glass Blocks to people and then gets paid for it. That’s easy. Did he go to college to learn how to do that?” (F*cking hell he’s SEVEN.)
“Well no.” I said. “But he doesn’t just ‘hand Glass Blocks to people’, he works very hard and has to build glass block walls and drive for hours to different places and work long hours.”
He wasn’t convinced.
Then I couldn’t help myself.
Me: “What about my job?” (Ask a stupid question…..)
Eldest: “Oh. You have the SIMPLEST job ever!”
Me: Deep breaths..
Eldest: “You just have to mind us and pour cereals and do the washing and stuff.”
Then the Youngest piped in: “Yeh and then when we go to bed you get to stay up and eat lots of chocolate and watch TV.”
Well he’s not wrong about that bit…
Eldest: “Yeh and we have to go to school all day while you stay at home and enjoy yourself and eat biscuits.”
Youngest: “Yeh you and Daddy are so lucky”
Me: “So Mammy and Daddy have it easy?”
Them: “Yeh. Definitely.”
There you go. We’ve got it all wrong. We have it easy and it’s the kids that have it hard. 😉