The last time we experimented with The Boy, testing the concept of pocket money in exchange for performing a bunch of tasks around the house the result was not conclusive. There was nothing he wanted enough to be worth tidying his toys away. These days he has a costly hobby and twice a day every school day he gets to walk past the shop where the objects of his desire are to tempt him. So we made a deal: £2 a week (that's the price of one of those little pots of paint to pretty up the models) in exchange for not having to nag to get him to help a bit around the flat (I'm not house proud so we are not exactly talking slave labour). The genius part, the pocket money also gets offset against a number of incidentals incurred by his general scatterbrainlyness (he is my son after all)like the library fine on the book I reminded him to take back a number of times. It also helps focus his mind. For example, jumper forgotten at school would in the past have meant me nagging him every day for weeks to go and look in lost property until I gave up and asked my friend Christine if she would go have a look the next time she had to go inside the building. This week all I had to do was say that 1 school jumper = 4 weeks without pocket money. The jumper made it's way home the next day. I like it when an evil plan comes to fruition.
Genius
8.11.07 22:11
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Philippa (8.11.07 22:16) Ha! Stroppy 1 Boy 0 |
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Hope / Website (9.11.07 14:47) Next thing you know, you're going to be installing a tank with sharks with laser beams attached to their heads. :p |
