Today is a gorgeous spring day here in Nashville. We've spent most of the day outside, planting plants, reading and just playing. The littlest is in his bed napping and I was lying outside under the tree on a blanket reading Ramona and Her Mother to the kids. My eyes drooped a bit and when I got to the end of the chapter, I shut my eyes and listened to the birds singing and my children climbing. I drifted off.

But suddenly, my three year old bent over to tell me there was a flower petal in my hair. She was holding a full cup of ice water. Ice water in the ear is not a peaceful end to an afternoon nap, no matter how pleasantly things had been going.