My diminutive running partner awakened me at 5:45. Actually, the noisy bird beat her to the punch by 45 minutes, and I was just laying there, half awake. She gently nudged me and asked, "Dad, are we going on a run?" I grunted yes. She said, "I'll come back at 6:10, you better be ready." I had my oatmeal, she had her cheerios. To make things difficult, her little sister who is far less competent at riding a bike was awake and wanted to come too. I settled her in with the Nintendo DS, and we left. It was a resplendent morning. On the way back, we stopped at Fresh Market for a donut. She picked a white frosted with red, white and blue sprinkles, "Because Memorial Day is coming up, Dad." I should have bribed her with a donut last week. It was nice to have her company again after a couple weeks off. | 