A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and hehanded her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his mom dried her hands on anapron, she read it, and this is what it said:For cutting the grass: $5.00For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00For going to the store for you: $.50Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25Taking out the garbage: $1.00For getting a good report card: $5.00For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00Total owed: $14.75 Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashingthrough her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he had written on, and this is whatshe wrote:For the nine months I carried you while you were growinginside me: No Charge.For all the nights that I’ve sat up with you, doctored andprayed for you: No Charge.For all the trying times, and all the tears that you’ve causedthrough the years: No Charge.For all the nights filled with dread, and for the worries Iknew were ahead: No Charge.For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:No Charge. When you add it up, the cost of my love is: No Charge. When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he lookedstraight up at his mother and said, “Mom, I sure do love you.” And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote:
“PAID IN FULL.”
PAID IN FULL
“PAID IN FULL.”
PAID IN FULL