Anaya is the quintessential entrepreneur, especially when it comes to making money. The child would be thrilled to sell the clothes off her back and dash home wearing nothing but a smile, if she could get money from such an endeavor.
The other day I caught her trying to sell a string of beads to her gullible little brothers, in exchange for emptying their little piggy banks.
"Anaya, you can't do that," I explained. "The boys don't understand how much money is worth."
"But I want the beads!" I heard the pleas as soon as I went into the next room.
"No," grumped Anaya, determined to paint me as the villain. "Mommy won't let you have them."