…specifically to play with the gumball machines and whatnot; because, well, he’s a kid and that’s what you do, especially when the kid’s got some change and you want to teach him about money and stuff. So there’s one of those claw grab games: two tries for a buck, and now I know why the kid insisted on bringing one of his precious dollars. So I explain to him the rules, show him how to run the controls, carefully explain about how he’s not automatically going to win… and, under my excellent tutelage, he doesn’t.
OK, so we play with the gumball machines. We get some candy. We drop some candy and it rolls. We look at the candy. We get some more candy. I swear at one particularly broken device that apparently makes its profit from getting quarters jammed into it. We get ready to go, I see the claw game, I see we have two quarters left, and I ask my kid if he wants to try it again. Of course. So I step back to let him lose on his own. Continue reading So, I take my eldest to the supermarket…