Today I'm forced to coexist with Caleb. He wanted me to accompany him to find presents for Henry's birthday. Why he waits until the day before I'll never know but it's mildly irritating.
We went to the Microsoft store. I think Henry's going to be very happy. We also went to the book store which means Henry will be incredibly thrilled and has no idea how blessed he truly is because one rarely learns the lessons of character in a bubble such as this.
I do try my best though. Henry's already expressed concern that Dad will spend too much.
Let him. Less for him, more for you.
But then everyone else will feel bad.
No. Your father's wealth intimidates no one.
Henry laughs in relief. Good. Well, I mean, I'm glad.
They're tough guys, Bunny. And wealth is only a small part of the measure of success in life.
You always say that, Mom.
That's because it's true.
How much is enough then?
Enough money? Well, you know you have enough when you have some for emergencies, some for fun and everything is paid up besides. Then you have enough. But always save first and keep the fun for later if you have to choose.
Dad says everyone should be more concerned with making as much as possible and then you've proved yourself better.
Do you think that's true?
No. Not really.
Dad can't be faulted for not knowing what it's like to be average, sweetheart. He's a self-made man, as they say.
That's what Lochlan says about himself but he doesn't have any money at all.
He has more character. His 'self-made' definition is more about integrity.
So you get character if you're really poor?
Mostly, yes. My turn to laugh.
So he has tons and tons?
Okay, zip it, Henny. And remember it's not the price of the gift that counts, it's the sentiment with which it is given.
You always say that too.
It's even more true than the other thing, that's why.
