Recently, my nephews Max and Jordan stayed over for their annual Aunt Lisa and Uncle Bill weekend. It’s a two-day spoil-fest filled with activities like slot-car racing, movies, go-karts, the zoo, T-shirt tie-dying, and double-milkshake lunches. This year, our weekend featured a shopping spree at the local crafts store. We loaded up our basket with clay, markers, stick-on eyeballs, and paper skulls to decorate for Halloween—everything you need for a Sunday afternoon art project.
But just as we were getting ready to leave the store, Jordan, the 9-year-old, spotted a model airplane and said he wanted to buy it with his own money. I was intrigued. When he got up to the register, he realized that he didn’t have enough to cover the tax. So Aunt Lisa came to the…
