They give them away for free at Trader Joes...

Background - CR is really into passing out stickers to people that purveyors give him freely at the checkout line, probably to just shut him up from asking for them. He saves them, cuts them into individual "portions," and gives them out. Family. Strangers at the grocery store. You name it, they are offered a sticker.

Tonight's good-night conversation.

CR: Mommy, do you want a sticker?
Mommy: I would love one - which one do you want me to have?
CR: You choose it, but I want money for it.
Mommy: (a little perplexed as to where he grasped the concept of currency) How much will it cost me?
CR: Twenty ducks
Mommy: (laughing) You mean twenty bucks - are you going to now start charging for stickers?
(I wanted to express to him that exchanging water fowl for adhesive is not necessarily something that flies these days, especially in that quantity...coincidentally we did go to the zoo today, but if I had only known about this proposition when I was there....hindsight is, well, you know...)
CR: I can make a stand and people can get them (I presume he is referring to the lemonade stands that are so prevalent in our town this summer - not sure how successful stickers will be in competition with the lemony liquid portals for those who pass by...)
Mommy: (while walking downstairs) Okay sweetie, I will make sure you will have payment on your bed when you wake up in the morning for my sticker...
CR: (while I walk down the stairs) I am sure you can find a buck in your wallet if you look...

Since when did CR become so fiscally driven? I am sure B has some part of it, and if I forget to put that dollar on CR's bed before morning, I am sure there will be harsh repercussions...