Mouse...eek

The conversation in the car this morning:

Big Kid: "Oh, look what I found in my pocket. I got it from the spirit cart. It's my pet mouse. Squeek, squeek! Squeek, squeek..."

Big Kid holds up an eraser that looks like a computer mouse and is dangling it by the "plug cord" aka string, while shoving it in his sister's face.

Little Bit: "Ahhh...stop!"

Big Kid: "Yeah. This is my new pet mouse."

Little Bit: "I want to go to the spirit cart this Friday."

Me: "Do you have time to go to the spirit cart, if you ride the bus?"

Big Kid: "Yes."

Little Bit: "Can I have some money for the spirit cart?"

Me: "Yes. I'll give you a dollar on Friday. What all do they have at the spirit cart?"

Little Bit: "Mostly erasers, all kinds of erasers."

Big Kid: "Yeah. Erasers and pencils."

Little Bit: "Can I have two dollars, instead of one dollar?"

Me: "Why?"

Little Bit: "Because what I want costs two dollars."

Big Kid: "Oh, yeah that spiney ball. That's good."

Me: "I'll give you one dollar this Friday. And you can spend it or you can save it till next week and I'll give you another dollar. Then you will have the two dollars. Or you can take one dollar of your own money, plus the dollar I give you this Friday."

Little Bit: "O.K."

Big Kid waves his "pet mouse" around again.