Money, money, money

While cutting Noah's hair today:
N: how'd you get to be so good at cutting hair, mom?
Me: well, I'm no professional, but I get lots of practice.
N: what's a professional?
Me: someone who does something for a living, generally speaking.
N: so someone who cuts hair in a salon is a professional?
Me : affirmative.
N: I think you are really good at it and should get a job in a hair salon! That'd be awesome!
Me: I don't think you'd Like that, you'd have to go to daycare.
N: no, I'd just go to school. And I like school. Plus, school isn't that bad, you and dad went to school! And they get to have gym class.
Me: you're right, school isn't necessarily bad. But you'd probably have to go to school and daycare. And if you'd like to go to school, that can probably be arranged. I don't need a job for that.
N:I only would go to school if you went to work. Definitely not if you were home.
Me: why's that?
N: well, I just want you to work so we can have more money. Otherwise, I want to stay at home and do school.

Entrepreneur Noah, Finding  money every where he looks, even in my hidden "talents." (For the record, I don't think my hair cutting skills are anything I'd share with anyone other than my family or someone really desperate. That was not taught in any of my college classes!)