Last week I found a fifty dollar bill tucked under a book in Henry’s room. I knew immediately that my Oma had something to do with it. She’s like a misguided tooth fairy.
I called her when I found it.
Me: “Hello Sneak. I found your fifty dollar bill.”
Oma: “Oh vell. Nevermind that.”
Me: “You don’t have to hide money in Henry’s room.”
Oma: “I don’t HAVE to. I VANT to.”
Me: “You spoil us.”
Oma: “One day when you are a grandmother, you vill spoil your grandchildren as well.”
Me: “Let’s hope I’m out of the poor house by then.”
Oma: “Ve all start out poor. It’s part of living.”
Me: “Not everyone starts out poor.”
Oma: “It is better to start out poor. Dees is how you learn to appreciate things. People who have too much money at a young age do drugs and kill themselves.”