I was looking through the fundraiser packet Parker brought home from band, and I had to chuckle.  On one side of the page, he had been asked to write down a list of people he could sell to.  After all the Usual Suspects (grandparents, aunts and uncles, neighbors) he had written "sister".  Never mind that said Sister is a poor college student who raids my change jar in the kitchen to put gas in her car.  But then again...maybe she owes him.
Just last weekend, she roped him into helping her with a photography assignment.  This required him to jump off our second story deck while she stood on the ground and tried to capture "movement" on film.
And it wasn't a one-time shot.
He jumped off the deck, rolled to a stop, walked in the basement door, climbed the stairs, walked through the living room dropping leaves on the carpet, and went out the patio door to do it all over again no less than 10 times.
I told her that any medical bills incurred during this procedure would be her responsibility.
Fortunately, nothing was broken, or even sprained, and the picture did turn out pretty cool...

I guess when you've risked your life for someone, it's not asking too much to expect them to buy a $10 box of chocolates from you.  

Sigh.

Guess I better make sure there's plenty of change in my jar.