When LΓ©a was born in 2016, her parents skipped the βkids savings account.β Half a percent interest, minus fees, minus inflation β do that math on a napkin and you'll want to lie down. Instead: ten euros a week into the orange jar. Rain or shine. Birthday bonuses allowed.
Ten years of that is boring. Gloriously, stubbornly boring. Twice, the news said the whole thing was dead. Twice, the dinner-table uncles agreed. The jar didn't watch the news.
The secret was never timing. It was the boring part: never stopping. The dips felt awful. The jar didn't care.
not financial advice β just the family album.