My 13-year-old walks into the room, iPod Touch in hand.
“Dad, I want to buy this game.”
“Well,” I respond, “I don’t.”
“It’s only $4,” he says.
“$4 is a lot of money.”
“No it isn’t, besides, you owe me from when I had some gift cards on iTunes that you spent.”
I grudgingly punch in the password to download the game and quickly send him away in annoyance. He walks out, smug sense of entitlement firmly in place.
The next day my seven-year-old walks into the same room, iPad in hand.
“Dad, can we download this game?” he asks.
I take the iPad from him and look at the screen. “Do you really need a $3 game?” I ask.
“No, I clicked the free version,” he says “It’s a really cool game and I just want it but you don’t have to pay for the nice one. We can play the free one.”
I quickly punch in my password and download the full version, paying the $3.
“Here you go,” I said, handing him the iPad back. “I bought you the full version.”
A huge grin spreads across his face and he jumps in my lap to hug me, almost dropping the iPad.
“Thank you so much, Dad!”
He quickly rushes out of my office and I can hear him all the way through the house.
“Conner! Dad bought us the full game!”
Best $3 I’ve ever spent.