When we visited her in December, my DD showed me this sad petunia plant. It was in its death throes, and she wailed that it was a gift, and that she was looking after it so carefully... and yet it was dying...When I poked my finger into the mud, I realized that the poor plant was almost floating in water. My DD thought that she had to water it every day!! So we dried out the soil, and I made her understand that she only needed to spray a little water every other day.
Imagine my surprise when my DD sent me this pix today - there are 5 cheerfully, perkily blooming flowers!!!!! now if that isn't happiness....