A few days ago, just before the “big snow storm” hit, a boy from down the street stopped and asked if we’d like the sidewalk or driveway shoveled.

I’m a sucker for young entrepreneurs so of course we did until I realized we didn’t have any cash.

“if you stop by tomorrow we’ll pay you double.”. “sure!” he exclaimed and headed towards the next house.

The next evening I shoveled the whole driveway after the kid never showed up. While doing so I had two thoughts:

1. We need a new driveway, seems plausible to add a heating system when we do it. I’ve been examining the options and it seems where we live the electric system may be the most reasonable.
2. When Lilahs old enough she should run a snow removal empire.

That last one probably warrants a description of my train of thought:

• man it’s too bad that kid didn’t stop back over.
• if we have a boy, he’ll be able to shovel or mow to earn some money.
• screw that our daughter can shovel.
• screw that, she can make the contracts and get the boys in the neighborhood to shovel and get her a tiny cut.
• ooooh it could teach her scheduling, budgeting, organization and lots other managerial type tasks.
• Holy crap! Extreme parenting anyone?
• maybe that’s a bad idea.
• yeah, not sure I want to teach her to get boys to do her dirty work.
• yeah dumbest idea ever.

I think for now I’ll just forget I ever thought of it.