Conner has discovered a new favorite thing: he loves to “run” on the treadmill. Every day, either before school or right after, he will put on his “running” shoes and ask me to help him get the treadmill and TV ready for him. He spends up to 20 minutes walking on the treadmill, increasing and decreasing speed as desired (no need to fear, he never gets about 3 mph). After his last jog, he came upstairs, crashed on the couch and said, “That was the greatest workout!” I’m sure glad he thinks so . . . unlike those of us that have to get on the treadmill :-)! His only complaint is that he can’t keep his pants up – seriously what a nice problem to have!