Late one night, about eight years before the birth of my son, my mom forwarded me a silly email that I couldn’t have possibly understood at the time. It’s one of dozens of things she forwarded to me over the years, and I have no idea if I ever replied.
I get it now, mom. I really do. And, man, I wish I could share it with you.
The Cost of Kids
We have seen repeatedly the breakdown of the cost of raising a child, but this is the first time I have seen the rewards listed this way.
It’s nice, really nice!
The government recently calculated the cost of raising a child from birth to 18 and came up $160,140! That doesn’t even touch college tuition.
For those with kids, that figure leads to wild fantasies about all the money we could have banked if not for (insert your child’s name here).
For others, that number might confirm the decision to remain childless.
But $160,140 isn’t so bad if you break it down.
It translates into $8,896.66 a year, $741.38 a month, or $171.08 a week. That’s a mere $24.44 a day! Just over a dollar an hour.
What do your get for your $160,140?
Well, Naming rights. First, middle, and last!
Glimpses of God every day.
Giggles under the covers every night.
More love than your heart can hold.
Butterfly kisses and Velcro hugs.
Endless wonder over rocks, ants, clouds, and warm cookies.
A hand to hold, usually covered with jam.
A partner for blowing bubbles, flying kites, building sandcastles, and skipping down the sidewalk in the pouring rain.
Someone to laugh yourself silly with.
For $160,140, you never have to grow up.
You get to finger-paint, carve pumpkins, play hide-and-seek, catch Lightning bugs, and never stop believing in Santa Claus.
You have an excuse to keep reading the Adventures of Piglet and Pooh, watching Saturday morning cartoons, going to Disney movies, and wishing on stars.
You get to frame rainbows, hearts, and flowers under refrigerator magnets and collect spray painted noodle wreaths for Christmas, hand prints set in clay for Mother’s Day, and cards with backward letters for Father’s Day.
For $160,140, there is no greater bang for your buck.
You get to be a hero just for retrieving a Frisbee off the garage roof, taking the training wheels off the bike, removing a splinter, filling the wading pool, coaxing a wad of gum out of bangs, and coaching a baseball team that never wins but always gets treated to ice cream regardless.
You get a front row seat to history to witness the first step, first word, first bra, first date, and first time behind the wheel.
You get to be immortal.
You get another branch added to your family tree, and if you’re lucky, A long list of limbs in your obituary called grandchildren.
You get an education in psychology, nursing, criminal justice, communications, and human sexuality that no college can match.
In the eyes of a child, you rank right up there with God.
You have all the power to heal a boo-boo, scare away the monsters under the bed, patch a broken heart, police a slumber party, ground them forever, and love them without limits, so one day they will, like you, love without counting the cost.
May you ENJOY YOUR KIDS (and grandkids)!!