A very good friend taught me that when you take a road trip with children, you should have little prizes to hand out every hundred miles.
Supposedly when we grow up we develop this amazing self-affirmation tendency where we feel all actualized and awesome and need no further reward.
I'm not there yet.
I need prizes, fabulous and otherwise. Little chocolates, outings, or as seen here, goofy socks.
I have a wish list online to give myself rewards when I do something I really did not want to do, like deal with a gross veterinary appointment.
And sometimes it's intangibles--taking five minutes to go look at the clouds, read a funny article, or play a sudoku page. Oo, or bubble bath.