The government recently calculated the cost of raising a child from birth to 18 and came up with $204,060 for a middle-income family. Talk about sticker shock! That doesn’t even touch college tuition.
Still, you might think the best financial advice is don’t have children if you want to be “rich.” Actually, it is just the opposite.
What do you get for $204,060?
Naming rights. First, middle and last! Giggles under the covers every night.
More love than your heart can hold. Butterfly kisses and Velcro hugs.
Endless wonder over rocks, ants, clouds, and warm cookies. A hand to hold, usually covered with jelly and chocolate.
A partner for blowing bubbles, flying kites, building sand castles, and skipping down the sidewalk in the pouring rain.
Someone to laugh yourself silly with, no matter what the boss said or how your stock performed that day.
For $204,060 you never have to grow up.
You get to finger-paint, carve pumpkins, play hide-and-seek, catch lightning bugs, and never stop believing.
You have an excuse to keep reading the Adventures of Piglet and Pooh, watching Saturday morning cartoons, going to Disney movies, and wishing on stars.
You get to frame rainbows, hearts, and flowers under refrigerator magnets, hand prints set in clay for Mother’s Day, and cards with backwards letters for Father’s Day.
For $204,060 there is no greater bang for your buck.
You get to be a hero for retrieving a Frisbee off the garage roof, taking the training wheels off a bike, removing splinters, filling a wading pool, coaxing a wad of gum out of bangs, and coaching a baseball team that never wins but always gets treated to ice cream regardless.
You get a front row seat to history to witness the first step, first word, first date, and first time behind the wheel.
You get to be immortal. You have all the power to heal a boo-boo, scare away the monsters under the bed, patch a broken heart, police a slumber party, ground them forever, and love them without limits, so one day they will, like you, love without counting the cost.
“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away.”