Before I get to the box of coins and how it arrived let me start at the beginning.....
For Peyton's birthday my dear friend Amanda Tobeck got Peyton a piggy bank. Previously, I have posted pictures of the piggy and how much Peyton loves to put change in the bank. Chances are if you have entered our home in the last 4 months you have had to empty your pockets or wallet and hand all of your change over to Peyton. The victims include but are not limited to, Grandpa, Grandma, Granny, Grumps, Ms. Debbie and the list goes on. Therein lies the fascination with change for Miss Peyton.
However, I feel her change collecting goes much deeper than a few visitors voiding their pockets to appease the princess. I think her obsession comes from the men in her life. For some reason, her Daddy and Grumps collect change and store it in such obscure places as shoeboxes and then bargain with each other which is a better deal, a shoebox full of coins or $50. And then there is the mother of all change hoarders her Grandpa, who stashes change around the house like a crazy person waiting for the Apocalypse.
To make this long story short. Yesterday, we made a visit to Grandpa and Grandma's house. Grandpa had decided he would give Peyton his change collection, so long as we agreed to count the change and take it to the bank and open a savings account for her with the money.
Of course, Mike and I agreed, knowing that we could go to the local bank and put it through a coin machine for free. We got home and proceeded to empty random change containers into a cardboard box. As you can see it was filled to the brim. It was so heavy I could barely lift it from the counter. I had to know what it weighed so I got the bathroom scale out for a confirmation.
67 POUNDS! That's right, in that box is sixty seven pounds of coins.
If you look closely you can see that Mike had to tape the entire box so it wouldn't collapse. After further thought he decided carrying a small black box into a bank would be a bad idea and he emptied all the coins into a five gallon bucket. That was probably one of his smarter moves thus far.
So today with cash in hand, Peyton, Mike and I went to the bank an opened her very first savings account. I was so proud, not because she showed excitment or ineterest (she was just happy playing with the bank staff and the bubbles they had) I was proud because we were doing something to benefit her future. And all of you who have contributed to her piggy bank have helped. It was fun and it is a memory I will cherish forever!
I do have to give special thank you to Grandpa and Grandma. We can't thank you enough for giving Peyton the jump start to her Nest Egg. We love you both!
