The moment that made me build Honest.
One afternoon, I woke up from a nap and walked downstairs to find the house a mess again. I had already been cleaning all day, and I couldn’t find the kids.
Then I looked outside.
They were in my truck. They had gotten my keys, climbed inside, filled it with stuffed animals and toys, turned the lights on, and had the wipers going.
I lost it. I yelled. I pulled the toys out and threw them into the yard.
Later, Justice looked at me and said:
“Dad, we just wanted to take our stuffies on a trip.”
And it crushed me.
I wish I had paused. I wish I had gotten down on their level. I wish I had asked where they were going. I wish I had played for two minutes, then helped them clean up.
I didn’t need a productivity app. I needed a tiny way to notice the kind of words I was giving the people I love.

Curiosity over control.


