In the evenings, I enjoy running on the track at the local high school. There’s grass all around. It’s peaceful. It’s quiet. Sometimes, I share the track with a few other people. Tonight, I was alone. Mostly.

After my fourth lap, I passed a family. A father, carrying an infant, walking beside the most adorable 3 year old boy, donned in dress slacks and a silk vest. The three year old watched me. I passed, and continued. On my next lap I passed them again. The three year old stared at me, again. The next lap, I walked. As I was approaching the family, the three year old turned around, and exclaimed, “Awwwww. Now I see. You walkin’ *aaaaaaaand* runnin’.” This utterance struck me as incredibly funny. I smiled, laughed, and heard the words, “Sho’ nuuuuuuuff.”

“Sho’ nuff” – where did that come from? I glanced around. I was the only other person on the track. Yes, those words, that southern exclamation for “sure enough” had come from my mouth. You can take the girl out of the country….