Budgeting
He swats her hand away as it dips into a jar. "No, that's for college."
She tries another, but he swats again. "Swimming."
She moves to a third jar. He's quicker this time. "Piano."
Her eyes dart to a fourth jar. "Don't even think about it. Emergencies only."
Frustrated, she throws her hands up. "He needs a diaper change!”
He turns, examines each jar methodically, and then says proudly, "Oh, I didn’t budget for that."