While I'm emptying the dishwasher, a little person brings me the bag of Goldfish crackers. A moment later, she brings me a snack bowl. I pour about a dozen crackers into the bowl and return it to the little person. She looks in the bowl, turns it upside down, steps on the crackers scattered around the floor, and wanders back to the pantry for something else.
I get to run one mile tomorrow. I am looking forward to it.