Last week Eli came home from school with a large plastic helicopter. “Where did you get that?” Misty asked him.
“Oh, I got one of my friends to trade it to me.”
She paused. “What did you trade him?”
“This two-page comic I made in school. It had two robots and they were fighting.”
We explained to him that, while we were proud of his ability to make such a trade, his friend might later regret it and that he should offer to give back the helicopter. We’ve now ruined his ability to go into sales when he’s older.
On the plus side, he’s re-invented micropayments using the barter system. I can’t wait until he becomes a web cartoonist.