This morning I drove Cindy to the bank to cash and deposit ( most of it anyway) her first pay check into her bank account . For some reason the first deposit into this account came to mind. It was opened with money that she was given at her baptism. I can't believe that this account was opened seventeen years ago. Where has the time gone?
My second thought was the amount of money that she would have in there if I was adamant about making her save half of all birthday, Christmas, or other gifts of money. Unfortunately , I had caved in along the way and OK ed many purchases of toys and other junk that is now long gone. This realization made me a bit sad but then I remembered many times that I watched her play . I remembered how she used to make me cakes and cookies with her easy bake oven. I remember her carrying around dolls, putting on pretend make up and other things that little girls do. These memories made me thankful that I let her spend so much money. After all isn't happiness more important ?
