How much of what she understands of bigger concepts like this, I don't know. More importantly is my tone and the way it is presented. Being excited about "rain" helped her know that this strange contraption is a good thing. In response she got excited and said "rain!"
We proceeded through her bedtime routine of lotion and stories. As we were wrapping up and I was carrying her to her crib she pointed at it and said, "rain?...RAINBOW!" I laughed and said it was like rain but called a humidifier. She adamantly responded, "Rainbow."
Sometimes we all need a rainbow. Sometimes we need to see something great in something ordinary. Sometimes we stretch reality and other times it is pure imagination. But looking at my daughter about to go to sleep alone with this whirring contraption in a dark room; I could not take her rainbow. I simply smiled and said "Oh! A beautiful rainbow to watch over you while you sleep." She went to bed happily talking herself to sleep about the rainbow and it was the first thing she pointed out the next morning when she woke.
I'm grateful for my rainbow child. I'm grateful to have a heart that chooses to see rainbows where others see dull, everyday things. I'm grateful for my daughter's enthusiasm and courage. I'm grateful for the "rainbow" in her room that helped her feel better and I'm grateful for the light she brings to each new day. I'm grateful for my imagination and I'm grateful to watch hers developing as well.
What is the rainbow to your day? What do you choose to see?
May today remind us that our eyes are the filter to what we choose to see. May we remember that everything is up to interpretation and may we find the good in that translation. Have a beautiful day!