Bedtime stories that build money sense.

In a small shop that is never twice the same size stands one impossible piece of furniture: the Cabinet of Coins. Auntie Juniper keeps it, Pip the magpie raids it, and every drawer holds a tale your kids will ask for by name.

Each fable takes a minute or two at bedtime — narrated, with captions, in ten languages — and each one plants a money habit that sticks.

Auntie Juniper beside the glowing Cabinet of Coins in her shop

Twenty-one fables from the Cabinet.

Pay yourself first, guard against whispers, plant what you understand, give with an open hand — every timeless money habit, told as a story instead of a lecture.

Pip the magpie dropping a glowing coin into the cabinet's top drawer

The First Drawer

When Pip earns ten coins, the very first one flies in here — before he so much as smells a snack.

Feeders and Eaters

Everything you can buy is secretly one of two creatures. Pip learns to tell them apart.

The Coin That Worked All Night

Coins don't need sleep. Tucked into the Growing Drawer, one works all night long.

The Owner's Ladder

Pip starts as a helper at Marla's berry stand — and notices who really goes home with more.

The Whisper Drawer

Anything that arrives whispering goes behind the brass lock — and waits for daylight.

Storm Days

The plain drawer near the floor is the grandest one in the cabinet: it's for the day the roof leaks.

The Garden Drawer

In this drawer, coins are seeds — but never plant one in a venture you can't explain to Pip.

The Open Hand

The one drawer with no lock at all — and the one that makes all the others worth having.

Name Your Wagon

“Someday” is the one day that never comes. A wish needs a thing, a count, and a day.

Pip proudly perched on a rebuilt little market stand at dusk

The Try-Again Bird

Pip's first stand fell over. A goat ate the second. The fourth one sings.

The Round Table

Nobody fills a cabinet alone. Meet the friends who tell Pip the truth.

A cozy larder stocked with jars while snow falls outside the window

The Winter Larder

Pip's cousin Jix spends every coin the hour he earns it. Then comes winter.

A goose beside a basket of golden eggs at a berry stand

Never Sell the Goose

A trader offers Marla ten whole coins — not for her berries, for the bush itself.

A grand sailing ship with a tiny golden leak glowing below the waterline

The Penny Ship

“Beware of little expenses — a small leak will sink a great ship.” Pip doesn't believe it.

Pip staring hard at a single honey drop on the counter

The Second Sweet

One honey drop now — or two if you can wait. It's harder than it sounds.

Two seeds glowing on a counter, one sprouting into a small tree

The Two Seeds

One coin, two wants: the puppet show tonight, or the seed packet that becomes a garden.

Corvus the crow lending an umbrella under gathering storm clouds

The Borrowed Umbrella

Everyone gets Corvus wrong. He isn't wicked. He's exact — and he charges for rain.

A craftsman's workbench with a finely woven basket and glowing coin

The Craftsman's Coin

The finest Feeder in the whole shop is waiting in the mirror: the one who earns can learn to earn more.

A modest fox by a tidy cottage while a flamboyant goose parades past

The Quiet Fox

Two neighbors — guess which one is rich. It isn't the goose in the velvet waistcoat.

A daydreaming Pip balancing a towering basket of imagined riches

The Milkmaid's Basket

Pip bursts in one morning already rich — from coins he hasn't earned yet. Count them when they land.

A winding path of price tags climbing a gentle hill

The Price Hill

In Fen's old ledger a honey drop cost half a coin. Today it's two. Same honey. Why?

Old Fen's Workshop.

When your kid outgrows fables, Fen is waiting — a retired ship's purser with a brass abacus and no patience for nonsense. Twelve episodes walk teens from their first paycheck to their first planting, in a register that respects their age.

“A budget isn't a cage. It's a map of where your coins already go — most birds just refuse to look at the map.”

Old Fen the badger at his workshop desk, lamplight on his ledgers
A pay slip on Fen's desk beside his brass abacus

The First Paycheck

Your first pay slip is a magic trick — and the magic is subtraction.

A heavy ledger open under lamplight with a crow's quill resting on it

The Credit Ledger

In every port there's a book with your name in it — and you write in it whether you know it or not.

A handsome cart surrounded by a trail of small feeding costs

The Car That Eats

Price the animal, not the saddle: what the cart really costs after you buy it.

The Subscription Leak

Drips don't stay lonely. Hunt the leaks in your pouch, candle in hand.

A snowball of coins rolling and growing down a mountainside

The Snowball

Interest is a snowball — and the mountain doesn't care which direction you roll it.

The Emergency Number

Storms don't book appointments. Every ship carries more biscuit than the voyage needs.

Dozens of umbrellas pooled together sheltering a village square

The Umbrella Pool

Insurance isn't a thing you buy. It's a pool you join.

A young orchard of coin-leafed saplings in morning light

The First Planting

Storm stack filled, spare coins itching — the Garden Drawer, teen rules.

The Weasel's Semester

The Weasel's grown up too. Now he slides into your messages.

Asking Day

Sparrow's law: asking is free; not asking costs.

The Side Ladder

Wages are rungs on somebody else's ladder. Build one small rung of your own.

The Long Voyage

The biggest purchase of your young life is your training. Grand voyages are worth it — mostly.

Every story comes with a drawer to open.

Fables lead into activities, activities into habits. One family plan, up to 6 kids, ten languages.