A couple of weeks ago my mother and I were driving around and I spotted some kids selling “marble art”… I bought what looks like a sword made out of plywood with marbles glued on it. I had to buy something. they thanked me for “buying local”. my mother and I couldn’t stop giggling. kids are so unintentionally funny.
Later that week JB and I were on a road trip. I love road trips with that guy. And I still had my new sword in the backseat. I showed him! He then started telling me of 8 year old JB, the entrepreneur. Then he dropped the bomb. JB and his cousins went door to door selling… dance moves. Is that not the best thing you’ve ever heard? If not, maybe we share very different senses of humor. Their price? 10 cents. JB would even offer up a preview if they weren’t sure if they wanted to buy. His main move involved one hand on the ground and one hand in the air. I am so proud. He said everyone bought a dance move. How could you not? If such a thing were to happen to me, I literally would think I hit the jackpot. Just hearing this story gave me pure joy, I cannot imagine what experiencing it first hand would do.
you think you know you’re husband but then you take a road trip. and then you can’t stop telling people about your husband’s first business.