The temperature went above 90 degrees today. It felt like summer, except that our trees are still bare. And with no leafy branches to shade the windows of the house, it was ridiculously hot by afternoon. My plan was to lie on the floor and complain about the heat. But then Little Biker Boy wanted to wash his bike so instead we got out the garden hose. The two little neighbor children -- as well as any unsuspecting person who stepped out the backdoor -- were soon soaking wet. I had forgotten how good it feels to get sprayed by a hose on a hot day.