Painting the Town.

It was a gray day as my kids and I drove through Indiana to Indianapolis.

"Mom, this town needs to be painted," my nine-year-old artistic daughter said. "Look at the sky. Look at the road. Look at the trees. Everything is gray!"

"Hmmm," I said as I looked around. "Well, not everything. The grass is brown."

"It's ugly!" she exclaimed.

"You are right," I agreed. "Let's paint the sky blue with rainbows. Let's paint the grass green with red and yellow flowers. Let's paint the road purple and pink."

"Okay!"

So, if you happen to be driving along Interstate 74 in Indiana, and you notice that things look a little more colorful than usual, you'll know who did it!