Today Katy dumped out a huge box of wooden matchsticks. Safety issues about keeping matches in reach of small children aside, my main immediate concern was cleaning up the mess.
I told Jimmy I'd give him a treat if he picked them all up and put them back in the box. When he pressed to find out what the treat would be, I offered a starburst candy. He screwed up his face in rejection of the low offer, and said he wanted to go to TOys R Us and pick what he wanted. I said forget it.
Jimmy was suddenly distraught at having his opportunity stolen. "Please, Mom, can I still get a starburst?!" I said sure, if he helps Mary.
I am so glad they don't understand labor unions yet. It's hard to up the offer if there's a little sister waiting around to do it for less.
Jimmy actually just walked off the job. He said it was too hard and not worth the starburst. Mary started whining for help, and Katy ran up to help her.
I'm not real hopefiul that it will be a job well done. Sigh. That's the problem with paying for chores. I gotta get better at making them do it out of obediance and responsibility, rather than motivation for treats. When you bribe for results, the bribe has to keep getting bigger.