Giving Grown Kids Money

Most of the bloggers in the personal finance space are younger than me and either have no children or have kids that are still at home.  For them the question of whether they should share their financial wealth with their kids once they are grown is purely hypothetical.  For me and my wife it isn’t, because our three grown children are in their thirties.  

That’s the time people are getting married, paying off school loans, buying houses, having babies (or at least pets) and those things tend to all be somewhat costly.  I’ve seen many young bloggers write about how they plan to help their kids some day make a down payment or even to pay for their future grandkids’ college.

Personally, the plans my wife and I made together regarding our kids, years ago, were to pay for their four year degrees. After that other than normal birthday and Christmas gifts we did not plan to give our adult children any money until both of us died, hopefully at the age of 120, or older. And that is what we’ve done.  Except for the college part, that ended up being free.   Each of our kids managed to get merit based free four year degrees with everything, books, tuition, fees and room and board provided.  So we gave them a few thousand bucks when they graduated but nothing like paying for their college would have cost.  

Two of them have gotten married and we again gave them a few thousand dollars because they basically both eloped and there were no wedding costs to foot.  And the only other time we gave them significant financial gifts was once, when we gave them each $10,000 as a surprise gift with no strings attached.  We have no idea how they spent that or if they invested it.  

But as time has gone on our assets have started to pile up.  We’ve got about three times as much in stocks, bonds and cash as we need to provide us our lifestyle of choice.  So practically, we could give half of what we have to them now and still have a 100% safety margin of extra money.  All that is to say it isn’t a hypothetical question when it comes to what kind of financial gifting is appropriate for grown children, at our stage of life.  

I hear the arguments all the time, why make your kids millionaires when they turn 60?  They could use the money much more now.  And that does make sense, I mean I’ve lived this.  My parents were the prototypical millionaires next door who amassed a million dollar inheritance for both me and my brother.  I was 58 and he was 60 when we received the inheritance.  We both retired two years later. In my case the extra money was only a minor factor. The fact is, I was already a multimillionaire, and adding another digit in the seventh column didn’t really move the needle that much.  It was a little more of a factor for him but he’s in great financial shape too.

I never expected to get money from my parents before they died, and I can’t imagine it would have made a positive difference in our lives if we had.  I do think it might have changed the relationship if a significant part of our net worth was flowing in from them, at their discretion.  Also I think we were good with money, and never felt a need for more than we had in our early married years.  I was kind of proud of us for being frugal, having great kids and my having a stellar career.  We felt the camaraderie of a winning sports team.  We were all in on building a great life together, on our own.  We got along  great with our parents and had no expectations of either them or us ever needing any monetary assistance.   

If they had given us a down payment for a bigger house then we would have never paid off this one and only house we’ve ever owned, so early.  We likely might have bought nicer, more expensive cars and maybe taken more exotic vacations.  But would any of those things made life better?  I doubt it, life has been very good.  I don’t regret not having a fancier house or fancier cars.  I love what we have, and part of that is we earned it.  And we didn’t need the Bank of Mom and Dad chipping in.  

There are a lot of what if’s when it comes to a topic like this.  What if one of your children just can’t support themselves due to an illness or disability?  Then I’d say you have to step in and support their needs.  But often life isn’t so clear.  What if they just are not very successful and can’t seem to get past minimum wage jobs, does that change your responsibility as a parent?  And if it does how do you know if they are simply lazy or really trying at life and have had a lot of bad luck? When is stepping in with money helping and when is it enabling grown kids to stay on the couch all day playing video games?  Or maybe worse what if substance abuse is involved, then it is really hard to know where that line is between helping and throwing gasoline on the fire. 

That’s hypothetical for me so far, my kids are doctors, engineers and college educators.  They are all solvent and are middle to upper class earners.  While none of them has our kind of wealth yet, none of them have trouble making ends meet.  And the doctor married to another doctor will likely blow past my net worth in the future.   Because there is no serious need for money I’m not inclined to hand it out to my kids.  We might do another surprise gift at some point but not in any kind of repeated pattern that would create an expectation of a future income stream.  

There is also the whole matter of how different cultures view the obligation of parents and grown kids.  In much of the world a parent’s retirement plan is their kids.  They raised them and there is a return obligation to provide for your parents in their old age.  Also in many cultures there is an expectation that any family members with excess money have an obligation to all other family members who have financial short falls.  One of my running partners is from the Philippines.  She complains frequently how many of her relatives ask her to send money to them because they can’t find work.  The United States is kind of unusual in terms of the degree of self reliance that is built into our culture.    It is almost considered shameful to request help from parents or from your kids or to take financial assistance from the government. That’s also very different from other cultures.  Yet this is my culture and it leads me to feel that providing monetary assistance to my kids when they are doing OK financially is simply the wrong thing to do.    Being the safety net of last resort is one thing, helping them buy an 80 inch 4K television is something else.  

While we have our plan and have stuck to it I am not 100% sure that it is the optimum way to handle the transfer of wealth to our kids that will inevitably happen someday.  I lean on the fact that I never felt like my parents cheated us by hoarding money until they died.  I feel like our kids feel the same way, but that still doesn’t mean we are doing things right.  

I am curious, some of you are on the adult child end of this issue and some of you may be facing this from the parent’s perspective.  What do you think is the right way to handle passing money down to grown kids?  

Have any of you gotten a significant piece of your future inheritance while your parents were still living?

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My Big Day at the Casino

First things first, I’m not a gambler.  I don’t have any moral objections to it, but I have some logical problems with it. Casino games, all of them, are set up so that the casino, the House, always makes money.  On the slot machines about 93% of all the money fed into the machine is returned to the winning players.  In blackjack you have about a 49% chance of winning if you play optimally.  Those sound pretty good but in fact they mean the house gets 7% on average of all the money you feed into the machine and in blackjack you lose 2% of the money you bet, on average.   If you play a lot and don’t cheat you’ll most likely lose money, just like most lottery players.   Of course since the odds are far better than a lottery you’ll win fairly often.  And like the lottery some people will be lifetime winners.  But in the long run the House wins a lot of money and the players lose a lot of money, otherwise the casinos would go out of business. 

I’ve had trouble keeping in touch with my old college buddies because we all ended up in different states.  One guy though, Jeff, has off and on been my fishing partner over the years and he’s wanted us to get together with our spouses, who have never met each other.  He gambles at the casinos a lot, and I mean a whole lot.  He’s an engineer too and understands the odds and the smart bets much more than I do.  Because he plays a lot he gets free rooms whenever he wants and he suggested we all meet in a Gulf Coast casino town.  My wife and I  were a little skeptical about how much fun we’d have as non-players,  but the relationship is important so it would be worth it.  Plus the seafood is outstanding all along the coast and we’d at least have that to savor!

We met and the hotel was very nice, the rooms run about $500 a night on weekends, if you have to pay for them, but for us and for him and his wife they were provided free of charge.  The food was awesome, just incredible, so that was fun.  The first night I ran through the free ten dollars I was given by joining the casino’s membership program and five of my own dollars at slots.  That took about five minutes and after that we just watched Jeff play blackjack.  I know the blackjack rules and most of the rules of thumb on how to play smart but I didn’t play the first night.  The second day we hung around the pool and the beach and ate more incredible food.  After that I told him I’d commit $200 to play blackjack.  So he and I sat at table with four other guys and played for a couple of hours.  The minimum bet was $15 a hand but the maximum was much higher, I think it was $2,500 on a single hand of cards.  I always bet $15 but some of the other guys bet as much as a thousand dollars on one hand!

I expected to lose because of the 49% thing.  But surprisingly I was up two hundred dollars after awhile and ended up winning $232 for the night.  Not a huge amount at all, but better than losing.  It pretty well covered our share of the food for the two days but not our gasoline for the six hour drive there and back.  And it was fun.  I am no more likely to go to a casino and do this again than before but I do see the way it captivates people.  Every time I won a hand that $15 dollars in chips the dealer stacked in front of me released a shot of dopamine into my system and I felt a tiny little rush.  If I blackjacked (was dealt an Ace and a face card or a ten) I won three dollars for every two in my bet, or $22.50, I’d get an even bigger rush of excitement.  As my stack of chips grew I pulled my original $200 off to the side to insure I wouldn’t lose that and just played with my winnings.  When my winnings topped $200 I pulled those off to the side so I would insure I won at least that much.  You can take an engineer to a casino but he’s still an engineer, after all. 

As this mini-vacation and reconnection with my old buddy and his new (to us) wife went on there were some odd things going on in the stock market that had far more impact on my net worth than my gambling.  The day we arrived our net worth was at an all time high, the next day it dropped by $15,000.  During that time I had lost a total of $5 at the casino and felt worse about losing the five dollars than I did about my portfolio losing fifteen thousand!  What was that all about?  And the next day it came back to exactly where it was before it fell, so on paper I made $15,000 back. But that day in the casino I won a little over two hundred dollars and I was ecstatic about it! 

Something was clearly different about the way I “lost” and “won” in the stock and bond markets and the way it worked in the casino.  The five dollars I lost and the two hundred and thirty-two dollars I won at the casino are tiny amounts compared to the fifteen thousand bucks down and up that  my portfolio experienced at the hands of the stock market. Yet the pain and joy of the relatively tiny casino game outcomes felt much more significant than the five figures I lost and then won back on Wall Street.  

Over the last fifteen months my net worth has increased by well over a million dollars due to the recovery from the March 2020 crash.  Yet I lost seven hundred thousand in that crash in thirty days. I’m only partially exposed to the stock market so neither of those amounts really threatened my net worth, but still, those are mind boggling numbers to me, years of what we spend in living our lives. Yet I would rank both of those as having stressed or thrilled me just about the same amount as my teensy little slot machine loss and my slightly larger blackjack win this week.  Which is to say I didn’t get particularly excited about any of them.   That’s both a good thing and a bad one.  The good thing is that I’m never likely to panic over stock crashes because I’ve lived through so many of them.  The bad thing is that I enjoyed winning at blackjack and can maybe barely begin to understand how gambling addiction ruins so many lives.  Its a drug, and the thrill of that natural opioid (dopamine) hitting your blood stream when you win is overwhelmingly more of a rush than the mild depression that comes from losing.  

We know financial behavior is largely emotional and that most of us have made emotionally driven money mistakes many times in the past.  We are human animals and it is what we do.   I tend to think as a logical professional engineer that I’m above that.  I overestimate my ability to be rule based in my behavior instead of emotion based, and you probably do to.  I’d have never realized how good it felt to win at gambling versus how neutral I felt watching hundreds of thousands of dollars go in and out of my portfolio if the two things had not happened simultaneously.  To me it is a cautionary tale, day trading on Robinhood, the lottery, blackjack and slot machines will eventually take your money.  Investing in low fee funds or dividend stocks and diversifying your portfolio will eventually make you wealthy.  But your emotions will lean toward the gamble and the chance of the big win, even if your logical mind tells you its a sucker bet.  My advice, gamble if you want, with strict limits you can afford, for fun.  But invest in the most boring way you can devise, for wealth.  

What about you?  Do you casino? How do you limit your losses, or do you?

Do you have experience with someone who has a gambling addiction?  I do, not Jeff, he’s fine, but one of my former employees.  It was pretty tragic how it controlled his life.

Do you think day trading is like blackjack or is it just as legit as index fund investing?