December Rainbow

This morning Kyle woke up first (he almost always does), snuggled in bed with Braydon and I (our usual routine), and then started to get restless (of course). He got out of bed and found our binoculars sitting on my dresser (still not put away from our trip to Florida). He stood for a while, peering through the binoculars, looking out our bathroom window. I asked him what he saw. He said, “I see our shed. I see our sandbox. I see the grass.” Etc. Then, suddenly, he said, “I see a rainbow!!!” I thought to myself, ‘yeah, right’ (lately at least half of what Kyle says is not based in reality, and just a few days ago he had told me a long and involved imaginative story about a rainbow). Braydon was standing by him, brushing his teeth. He looked out the window and exclaimed, “It is a rainbow!” I jumped out of bed and sure enough, there it was. Kyle and I ran to wake up Owen, “A rainbow! A rainbow! A rainbow!” The four of us ran downstairs and out to our back deck. And there it was, just sitting there, seemingly hanging right over our back yard. A huge, bright, full-color, full-half-circle rainbow just sitting there on our horizon stretching from end to end. It was cold out, it was 7:00am, and it was incredibly special. A December rainbow. We watched it until it disappeared.