Mom, I bet you canNOT do it

Dear Lindsey,

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To do? Thing 1 and Thing 2

Dear Lindsey,

Patrick Lencioni, in his book, Five Laws of Decline, defines one of the reasons for being miserable on a job as having “immeasurable goals.” Continue reading

Shout out to Moms!

Dear Lindsey,

After my nephew’s recent baseball tournament win (Go Armour! of Parker, CO), I saw some teamwork exercises that made it obvious they were not just winning baseball, Continue reading

Call Mom!

J.R. (6), who is smart as a whip, is just learning phone manners. I try to teach my kids to answer our home phone, “Hello, Brady Residence, this is _______,”  as I was taught as a child.

He has even memorized my 10-digit phone number. He called me once last week, and it went like this:

Me: “Hello?”

J.R.: “Brady residence, this is J.R. Who is this?”

Me: “This is Mom. You called me, so you don’t say the ‘Brady residence’ part, ok?”

I have been playing the piano for Casey’s school choir one day/week. Since I homeschool the younger three (ages 11, 8 and 6), they are left by themselves- a new thing now that the 14-yr-old goes to school.  I guess, because it is new that they are home without Casey, they feel the need to call me. (even when Chris is home!!) Last Monday, my phone had seven missed calls from the “Brady residence” in the one hour I was gone!

So Friday, when I left for a short appointment, I gave more explicit instructions. “I am only going for one hour. Please do not make my phone ring, unless it is your last call before dialing 911.”

I was gone ten minutes when my phone rang.

Me: “Hello?”

J.R.: “Hi Mom, what time is it?”

Me: “3:00”

J.R. “ok, thanks.” click.

I said a quiet prayer, thanking God he hadn’t called 911…yet.

 

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