When I arrived home from work, I made a point of taking my two-year-old son outside. (Actually, he was the one who made a point of wanting to be outside. Poor kid has been cooped up indoors for most of the winter!) A feeling of immense well-being overcame me as I stood on the sunny street watching him stomp purposefully into slushy puddles and carefully craft makeshift snowballs. I looked up to the sky and smiled. A little sunshine can go a long way sometimes.