Jake eagerly ran outside, and we assumed he was getting right to work. We were wrong.
Minutes later he came inside, retrieved a can of coins that he keeps in his room, and headed back out. Our little entrepreneur had agreed with his friend across the street that he would pay him $1 to move rocks.
When I went out the next day I saw Jake standing by watching while his friend pushed on a crowbar to dislodge rocks.
|Jake's friend hard at work|
|Not one but two neighbor boys working while Jake is MIA|