Terri Brady has such a knack for relating truth to everyday life. This article hits a little too close to home for me. As I learn to work in a business that teaches me how to attend to my life, I become increasingly grateful for people like Terri Brady and her husband Chris. Take a look.
As we neared the fair grounds, the houses on the side streets had lawns decorated with parked cars. Big signs that said, “$10 parking” adorned their mailboxes at the road.
“Mom! Can we buy a house here? What a business asset the front yard would be!” Christine (age ten) said. I can’t remember how I responded, but she concluded, “But I would only charge $9.”
Such an entrepreneurial-kid! (Thanks to Robert Kiyosaki’s books.)
The NC State Fair has become a family tradition that began two years ago: It was then that our newly arrived 10-week-old puppy was too new to be left at home, so she rode along. Her presence only increased the excitement in the car (which didn’t need more excitement!) on our debut to the event. The State Fair, advertised to us for its deep-fried Oreos and Twinkies, (as if they needed hot oil to add…
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