10:38 PM after a long day at Cristina’s swim meet and its already 30 plus minutos and counting…and our beautiful Antonio is still not ready, and more importantly refuses, to exit the family “swim taxi”. Doesn’t it always seem to be those “tiny little things” in life…? And I’m not talking about this tiny little bug buzzing around my noggin as I sit patiently under the garage door light waiting for my Antonio to surrender and come inside the casa. No I’m talking about those… “tiny little things” that repeated over time amount to something positively huge and great if we just don’t quit and embrace the compound effect. So I will just sit and wait my little angel out, under a buzzing family of flying insects, with the firm belief that no matter where we are in life we can always change for the better.