Free Lunch

"Mom, I need lunch money," Parker said to me as we were getting ready to leave for school.
"I just GAVE you lunch money." I complained.  "Are you spending it all on a la carte?"
"No."
"What are you doing then, buying lunch for the entire lunchroom?"
He rolled his eyes and said, "Of course not.  Just for me and Eli."
Just to be clear, I do not have a child named Eli.  Yet apparently I have been buying him lunch for a while now.  This is not the first time Parker has been generous with my money.  He often gets me to make a fast food run before sporting events, returning with enough food for a whole passel of half-grown kids.  And he swipes my extra packs of gum from the kitchen drawer and passes it out like Santa Clause on a mission.
I guess it could be worse.  He could be stingy and selfish.  Or be the kid who mooches off everyone else.  So I just pretend to be irritated, and I write him out another lunch money check.
You know what they say...there is no free lunch.
Unless you happen to be friends with my kid.