"How much?"
"Let's do a package deal, like, throw another chore in there, all for one price."
"Like what?"
"Like the dishes?" Another sporadically accomplished chore.
"No deal. I just want to know what I'm being paid for the
pets. Let's start with that."
He is so strategic. I hadn't really thought this far ahead because I thought going from free to not free would be good enough.
"What do you think is fair?" I asked, both because I was curious and because I had no idea.
Big Kid chimed in, "I'm thinking $1.50 a week for that."
"Bro!" little kid hissed at him.
"Five dollars? Two dollars?" Big Kid continued to guess.
"Three dollars," he said, with a firmness I admire.
"I was thinking two dollars," I replied.
"Three dollars."
"Two dollars."
"$2.50," he said, with a waggle of his eyebrows and a smirk.
"Deal."
I suck at negotiating but he's so cute. And a better negotiator.
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