"That Will Be 50 Dollars!"

This morning, I took my cereal, then was going to walk upstairs to my office to work.

My son came into the kitchen on his scooter (it was -17 outside, so he is riding it inside) and told me that he was a taxi, and would take me as far as the foot of the stairs.

So, I grabbed the back of his shirt and walked with him as he rode on his scooter - slowly, so my cereal didn't spill.

At the foot of the stairs, I thanked him and started up.

He came running up behind me, with his palm outstretched:

"That will be $50 dollars!" "$50 please!"

At least he then took pretend money ;-)

He seems to overcharge a lot - at my parent's house last month, he played with my old McDonald's Fisher Price play set, and he charged me $50 for a happy meal! ;-)