My son, who was five at the time, once spilled a full pitcher of Kool-Aid after I told him not to pour it himself.  When I came into the room, after hearing a loud noise, the Kool-Aid was spreading all over the floor, even going down underneath the baseboards into the basement.  I was just about to get upset with him and ask him why he had poured the Kool-Aid when I had told him not to, when he says, "Oh, look, Mom.  Doesn't it look like a rainbow?"  Now how could I get mad at that?  Ever since then, whenever something bad happens in our lives, I always look for the rainbows in it, from that lesson learned from my son.

 Lesley Rackowski Pillowcasegram www.pillowcasegram.com www.pillowcasetalk.blogspot.com