Thank goodness I didn't give him $20

Soccer. Saturday morning. And afternoon. Looong day, 6 games between Aidan & Colin. Aidan finished his 3 games first and was, understandably, hungry. Between my parents and I (Joe had left by then) we were out of $1s. This is because we'd given over many singles by this point for doughnuts, coffee, doritos, smartfood, etc.

So, I gave Aidan a $5 bill that I had to let him get the hot dog he was begging for.

About 5 minutes later, he returned. With two hot dogs in hand.

Aidan: "Anyone else hungry? I got two!"

Me, silently: "Aw, how sweet. He thought his littlest brother might be hungry too. What a thoughtful kid."

That's about when I noticed the Boy Scout standing behind Aidan. With his hands full. Of Gatorade, Cheetos and candy bars.

Boy: "Uh, where should I put this other stuff. They said I should help this kid carry it all, his hands were full from the hot dogs."

Aidan: "Oh, right here! Mommy, look at all I got with that $5!!"

Well, dur me. I just assumed that he would know he didn't need to spend the whole amount. But nope. He's got $5, he's spending $5.

My mom was proud of him and thinks he inherited her skills in bargain hunting.

Me? I laughed at Aidan. He got mad.