Max and the Toad Hotel

Mel,   I'm in China picking up adopted kid number two! And I've got the entire rumbling herd of Marshalls with me.  All five kids (now six!), wife Laura, and even brother Bryan.  You could say I've got family on the brain!    When you get away from the everyday routine, you really notice things about people...even the people closest to you...that sometimes slipped past you when you're at home.    I'm noticing things about my children I've never picked up on before.  I'll write more about that later, but when I got this message from Deb about her grandson, Max, I knew it was the right time to share it.     No big, profound marketing lessons. No hard-hitting business opinions.    Just the joy of watching a child do what seems to come naturally to them.  Enjoy.      "...When Max was very little, he began putting on shows. Then, when he learned to write, he began marketing his shows: He made tickets for ‘buy one, get one free’ that he sold to his grandparents so that we could all attend his performances for half price. One day when Max was in first grade, I took him and his pre-kindergarten brother, Alex, to the park. Observant Alex was always the ‘lucky one’ and that day he found a nickel on the ground and promptly pocketed it.   Shortly thereafter, he found a baby toad.   Max searched the ground for nickels and baby toads but could find neither. Although he was frustrated, he went to the wet sand pile and calmly began building a structure with leaves and sticks. Before too long, Alex walked over to the sand pile, his toad cupped carefully in his little hands. “Watcha making?” he asked his big brother. “It’s a hotel for toads.” Excited, Alex asked, “Can my toad stay in your hotel?” “Sure,” Max replied as he stepped back for Alex to place his toad in the hotel’s best suite. Then he held out his hand and said, “That’ll be five cents, please.” When he was in 3rd grade, Max gathered all his drawings and paintings, laid them on the dining room table and invited the family and neighbors to his ‘art exhibit.’ When we arrived, we found that each item had a price tag. Taking a cue from the Girl Scouts, when he was in fourth grade Max sliced up cheese, put it between crackers and sold it door to door in his [upscale] neighborhood. His mother still receives occasional texts from neighbors: “Do u no Max is selling something 2day?” Max is now in 6th grade. He was recently elected as student council representative—on a write-in vote. As far as God’s purpose for Max, I’m guessing it’s something in leadership that has to do with Marketing, Business, or Sales. Blessings, Deb"   Blessing to you and Max, Deb.   So today's advice: Invest in whatever company Max sells for when he grows up!   Carpe Diem,   Perry      ***NOTE: Please do not reply directly to this email, instead go to http://support.perrymarshall.com     Free Video We manage our emails with Infusion. This Guide and Video explain my secret marketing sauce. If you no longer wish to receive our emails, click the link below:  Update subscriber options   Perry S. Marshall & Assoc 159 N. Marion Street #295 Oak Park, Illinois 60301 United States (312) 386-7459   Having trouble viewing this email? Click here