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a boy and his toy (part II)

Toby's Earn My Gameboy Back Financial Presentation





Sweep $1





Clean all doors $2





Watch Trevor for 5 mins .25 cents





Help set the table $1





Clean the toys .50 cents





Clean the table .30 cents





Wash the dishes .10 cents

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Monica~ James~ Connor said…
it's so funny how he priced some of those. i laughed when i saw the watching trevy...for 5 minutes...25 cents. what an entrepreneur!!! I hope he makes his goal!
November 10, 2008 at 12:06 PM
labonte4 said…
Dear Toby,

I loved your plan....but I have some ideas. My revisions are as follows:

Watch Trevy for 5 minutes should be worth at least $1......you priced that one all wrong.

How about bring wood in? (You guys have a fireplace right?) Madison & Chris make most of their dough on this one and the "watch the baby" job.

Maybe Grams could use some leave raking? Better yet...toilet cleaning (NOBODY wants to do that job....this may be a $1.50 one)?
November 10, 2008 at 12:26 PM
Mama Skates said…
that boy - what a sweetie! i totally thought he'd go way over on his prices! :0) it's interesting to see what he thought was worth more dough...i agree - i bet there's a lot more around the house that the rents can find for toby to do...some more high dollar work?
November 10, 2008 at 2:26 PM
Shanna Grimes said…
That is so cool. I noticed he wants a lot more to watch Trevor for 5 minutes than some of his other chores ;) Dishes seems kinda low, does that mean 10 cents per dish or for a whole sink full.

We could use him for dishes with all the GFCF and regular cooking I have done lately.
November 10, 2008 at 4:20 PM
Abbe said…
i think i'm most intrigued by the "clean all doors" listing. is there any more light you can shed on that one? :) what a cute kid! :)
November 10, 2008 at 10:27 PM
Marissa's Dad said…
I think he's getting hosed on the dishes one.
November 11, 2008 at 4:26 AM
JSmith5780 said…
I am very impressed by the modest pricing plan! I would have expected MUCH higher prices!
November 11, 2008 at 6:30 PM
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