So Braden really likes to earn money. He'll try anything to get me to pay him for various things. He does the dishes every night and cleans things up that I haven't asked him to clean in the hopes that I'll pay him for his efforts. At the local toy store he found a toy airplane that looks real, is made of metal, and has really cool features that he really wants. The cost is $7.99. I've told him to put it on his Christmas wish list or save up his money until he can afford it. He really wants this airplane. He saved until he made it up to $6.00. Then, the other day he came home from school and excitedly told me he found $2.00 on the side of the road and could we please go buy his airplane. I told him that I didn't have time right now, and that I would like for him to think about his purchase for a day or two before he spent all his money on a toy just to make sure he really wanted it. He agreed. The next day he started asking me questions. Here's how the conversation went:
Braden: "Mom, if someone steals something really small will they still go to heaven?"
Me: "I don't know, what do you think? What have we learned at primary and in our conversations at home?"
Braden: "Well, I know one of the commandments is that we shouldn't steal."
Me: "Does that mean even something small?
Braden: "Yes."
Me: "So what happens if we choose not to follow the commandments?"
Braden: "We can't live with Jesus."
Me: "But remember we can always repent and say sorry and then it's like we never did it because Jesus died for us. Right?"
Braden: "Yeah."
Then off he goes to play with his friends. I didn't think much of it because Braden and Dalin often pepper me with all kinds of questions, so I just figured it was one of those questions. But, later that night Braden came to me with some crumpled and slightly damp one-dollar bills. He said, "Mom, I stole these out of your purse so I could buy my airplane, but I'm repenting now and sorry. I promise I won't ever do that again. Now I can still go to heaven."
The relief just poured out of him. I was floored. First I couldn't believe my little innocent baby would steal from me, and secondly I was proud and excited that he felt guilty enough and then brave enough to fess up and give me the money back and apologize. I nearly cried. I told him I was really disappointed that he would choose to steal to get what he wanted but that I was very proud of him and thought it was very brave of him to come and tell me, knowing he could get into real trouble. I gave him a hug and sent him on his way. I couldn't bear to punish him further because I felt like he had punished himself enough. Now he knows it's better to work for your money and earn it honestly than to try to steal or cheat your way into getting what you want. He has since worked and earned some extra money and, added to his allowance, he should soon have enough to buy his airplane, if he still decides he wants it.