The other night Grady was in bed. Hadley had long been asleep (she likes her sleep...Grady is a night owl). I went in to talk to him and tell him goodnight. Those times are so sweet, aren't they? I love bedtime.
I was sitting on the side of the bed, leaning over him with my face very close to his, talking. He started touching my face and head, naming my parts. He touched my eye and said, "Your eye." He touched my mouth and said, "Your mouth." He touched my nose and said, "Your nose."
Then he touched my eyebrow. He said, "Your rainbow."
It was so sweet. I don't know about you, but an eyebrow will now forevermore be a rainbow to me.