This past weekend my three year old discovered the wonders of the piggy bank. He has a giant smiling pig with his name on it that someone gave him when he was born. Until now it has been used for decoration, but on Saturday, after watching Toy Story countless times, something finally clicked for him, and he felt the desire to fill it up. I told him in order to put money in the pig he had to earn it. Being three, his opportunities for vocational success are somewhat limited. I asked the Dallas Bank Couriers, but they said he had to be 18 to work there, so instead I let him raid my coin purse after picking up his toys. Soon he had a very full piggy.