This Morning, when I was writing my daily email, my oldest daughter was up early practicing the cello. I normally like dead silence when I'm writing, but the feeling of being a proud father overtook the desire for early morning quiet. Why? Cause she's taking the daily, small steps it takes to be good at something she loves. She chooses to get up early all on her own. Normally she takes the small step of practicing much later in the day, but she is totally busy all day and the only time she could stick to her plan was to get up as early as I do. She did it and