Like most households (I think?), Monday mornings at the Rowden house are nuts. We are always scrambling trying to find shoes, brush teeth and take allergy medicine and this Monday morning was no exception. As we are walking into the garage to load up (finally!), Cooper says, "Hey Mom, you got your checkbook?" Thinking to myself...I work from home and am only driving around the block to drop them off...what do I need my checkbook for? I also have enough cash for my Monday morning non-fat vanilla latte from Dunn...what do I need my checkbook for? "Mom, it's Monday! You have to pay my babysitter!" Are you kidding me? My 4-year-old is reminding me to pay bills! What would I do without him???