Indeed. He works full time in a grocery store, but always asks if we’ll save him something from supper. “You’ll never be poor, Bill,” I say. “Do we have any cough medicine?” “No, but you work in a store with a pharmacy. Buy some!” “No, I’ll be okay with tea.”
“You’ll never be poor, Bill.”
(We’re supposed to call him William, but he’s named after my father, so he doesn’t get to abandon “Bill” as long as he lives at home.)
“...as long as he lives at home...”
Parent’s Rules!!!!!!!!! haha!! Same here, with my kids.