I forgot my wallet when I left the house the other day. I managed to scrounge up enough money from my tip cup to buy Nate a cookie at the café, but that was about all I was going to be buying for that outing.
On the way home Nate insisted we stop off at the pet store to get a treat for Snoopy. I reminded him that I did not have any money on me, but he was adamant, so I obliged him.
After playing fetch the ball with a member of the staff, Nate picked out a chew stick and said “I get this for Snoopy.”
What follows is the rest of our conversation:
Me: We can’t get that today Nate, I don’t have my wallet so I can’t pay for it.
Nate: But I want to get this for Snoopy.
Me: I know and that’s really nice of you, but I don’t have money to pay for it.
Nate: I have some money dad, it’s OK.
Me: I don’t think that’s going to be enough (as he fished a quarter out of his pocket)
Nate: It’s alright dad, we can go home and get some more money from my piggy bank and then we can buy Snoopy a treat!
At that point there was a collective ‘Awwwwwww!’ from everyone who was within earshot.