A New Kind of Rainbow

One of the people who gets a extra special mention in Buby's bedtime prayers is Uncle Pete. That's Grandpa J's brother. He is undergoing treatment for cancer.


Yesterday I put Bleu down for her nap and asked Buby what he wanted to do next. I tried to get him in the pool, but he politely declined. "No thanks." I asked him if he wanted to paint. "Yeah! Sure."


I set him up with his paints + a pad of acrylic 9x12 paper. This is the very first thing he painted. He said, "It's a rainbow... a new kind of rainbow... for Uncle Pete. It will make him feel much better."


We will be mailing it in the morning.