Jack came home from school in a foul mood. He was upset because his friends wouldn’t stop playing tag long enough to listen to what Jack wanted to tell them. He pouted telling me that his best friend was the worst of the group.Since the life span of drama in a six-year-old boy’s school life is about two minutes (unlike for girls) I decided to smooth over the situation (especially since he and his best friend were scheduled to have a play date the next day) but our conversation moved in a direction I hadn’t seen coming.

            Me:  You’re still friends, right?

            Jack:  Yeah.

            M: Because you can be mad at someone and still be friends.

            J:  I know.

            M:  Just like when you get mad at Jill but she’s still your sister.

            J:  Yeah, but I want to sell her.

            M:  You want to sell Jill?

            J:  Yeah, for $100.

            M:  Oh, you could get much more than that for her.

            J:  Like $10,800?

           M:  Maybe, but you’d have to really make her sound good to get someone to pay    that much and I’m not sure if you can do that.

            J:  I can try!

Luckily, Jack doesn’t know how to use eBay or craigslist because if he did, he might actually try to list his sister for sale. In the meantime, I keep picturing him in the front yard with a lemonade stand that says, “Sister for Sale, $10,800. Inquire within.” Good thing for Jill that her brother doesn’t have the final say in the matter.

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