The other morning I made a rather selfish decision. I woke our little darling up several hours before her normal waking time so that we could load up with a few other students and staff and drive 1/2 hour east for an early morning hike. I knew once she got into her backpack, she wouldn't go back to sleep. In fact, she happily squealed and looked around as we walked. The early morning air, new sights, and movement seemed to invigorate her. It does Ryan and I, too. Later that day, as she fussed and didn't really want to sleep, I couldn't really be frustrated. I had gladly asked for it.