Smart Mom, Rich Mom

EPILOGUE

MORE THAN MONEY

One Sunday night over burgers, my husband and I were talking about the logistics of our upcoming week. I was scheduled to teach an evening class on Tuesday, so I asked if he could pick up our two children at preschool, which is usually my responsibility.

“I can do it, but it will be hard to leave early,” he said, sounding stressed. Since he usually has meetings that extend into early evenings, my request would mean having to duck out midmeeting.

Just as I was about to thank him and move on to less anxiety-producing subjects, our five-year-old daughter piped up. “We have to work and make money,” she told us. She likes to resolve conflicts and will often step in to help us do so, whether it’s over how to load the dishwasher ...