How excitement! I've been looking forward to getting my hands on the latest edition of Gympie Woman magazine all week. I must have done alright last time because the lovely gals asked me to contribute again in their I Say, You Say section. Here's what they published:
My bucket list is fairly simple and totally devoid of things
like bungy jumping or visiting the seven wonders.
Here’s my top five – 1. Retire.
2. Sleep in. 3. Watch an entire episode of The Big Bang Theory without changing
a nappy or wiping a bum. 4. Paint my fence. 5. Canoodle wife without making her
pregnant.
We didn’t plan to have seven kids. In fact the only child
who was planned was the third of my kids, my eight year old. The best you can
say about the rest is, except for the latest arrival, we didn’t plan not to
have them. As for the baby, well she slipped in between two vasectomies.
You know how you can tell we didn’t plan to have so many
kids? The oldest children got two good names a piece: if we’d known we were
having so many we might have saved some of better ones for the younger kids and
avoided a whole heap of baby name ‘discussions’.
The trick to making ends meet with all these kids is fairly
simple and born out of necessity: we buy in bulk, we buy on special, we hand
things down and we say ‘no’ a lot.
“Dad, can I have a-“
“No.”
“Dad, we need a-“
We’ve learned if we wait until they finish the sentence it
can cost us a fortune because we often want the same stuff they do – fast food,
cool gadgets and trips to Dreamworld – and if we let them finish a sentence we’ll
end up thinking ‘actually pizza for dinner would be great.’
We don’t do snow trips to Kosciusko and, as a family, the
fanciest restaurants we go to have play areas for kids and give toys away with
their meals.
Holidays for us are weeks away in Tin Can Bay, the tourist Mecca, where we ride bikes, fish, feed dolphins, play games, BBQ whatever’s on special at Woolies and simply relax and enjoy each other’s company. Even better, because we aren’t flying anywhere the kids get to take their dog.
Holidays for us are weeks away in Tin Can Bay, the tourist Mecca, where we ride bikes, fish, feed dolphins, play games, BBQ whatever’s on special at Woolies and simply relax and enjoy each other’s company. Even better, because we aren’t flying anywhere the kids get to take their dog.
I read an article about 20 years ago which professed it cost
a quarter of a million to raise a kid to adulthood. Recently I saw another
article suggesting it was now a million dollars a child. Jeepers, what on Earth
are you people feeding your kids? I don’t know, maybe these figures include
nannies, private schools, holidays to Disneyland, world safari gap year, first
car, first house, first Picasso original and space wedding. However you look at it, we clearly weren’t
included in either survey. What I do know is we spend nearly every cent we’ve
got and we do it gladly.
So while at our current rate of
savings and investment our retirement is unlikely to be filled with pyramids,
colosseums and tandem jumps out of planes, with seven potential breeders on our
hands I daresay we’ll be so busy visiting and babysitting all our grandkids we
won’t have time to miss it. As long as I
get my Bucket List top five I don’t think I’ll have any complaints.
Actually, I'll be more than satisfied if I can just pull off number 5.
1 comment:
Forgot to mention, the topic was 'planning and affording children' - two topics I clearly wish I knew more about :)
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