Toby's Christmas wish came true last year with the unwrapping of his very first Gameboy Advance.
There's no doubt that it was a hit gift! The little blue box has practically been glued to his arm since the unwrapping. With one exception. He never puts it where it belongs when he's done with it. And we've tried everything to help him remember.
Grams bought a special bag.
We've hid it on him when we found it left out.
Grounded him from it for extended periods of time. Which I might add...feels much more like a punishment for us than him!
Countless verbal reminders. Some on the louder-I-mean-business side even.
And he's lost it plenty-a times. But in the end it's always turned up somewhere. Until last week... While we were out scoping potential first-time-home-buyer targets...Toby snuck the gameboy along for the tours. We told him to leave it in the car. So it wouldn't get lost. In typical seven-year old fashion...he didn't listen. And the inevitable happened.
He's been wearing black & mourning the loss of his fave toy ever since. Okay...so that's a bit on the dramatic side. But he's certainly been obsessed with finding it...
The idea he came up with yesterday...
I know mom...
he says with little boy passion
I can do chores and earn the money to buy a new one!
I stood there for a good minute. Part mushy brain from life. And part trying to process what to do with his idea. Until I finally said...
and paused for effect
Make up a chore chart complete with prices. Present it to daddy for approval. And we'll see if we can make it work.
He quickly asked to borrow paper & pencil and has been busy ever since. I...for one...am enjoying the gusto that's keeping him occupied over there...all alone...with no mommy help needed!
and I also happen to be very very interested to see what he comes up with!