It started when my child was around 5 years old. He may have been a bit younger, or older; I am not entirely sure. I just know he was small. We had gone to the Everything is a Dollar store. The store that my husband will wander around and ask me the price repeatedly. “How much is this?” “A dollar.” “And this?” “A dollar.” “This?” “One hundred pennies,” I say, just to break up the routine and throw him off his game. So, there we were, in the Everything is a Dollar store and my child had a freshly gifted $5 burning a hole in his Pokemon wallet.