Well, look on the bright side...

One day last week I was reminded how blessed I am to have such a vibrantly optimistic child.  My husband was re-doing the floor in our kitchen,  so he took the big things and put them on the deck after Nathan was already in bed.  The next morning I woke Nathan up to get ready for school and I told him he had to look at the kitchen- I told him he'd never seen it like this before.  He walked into the kitchen and I said "look someone took our table, and our refrigerator and stove."  Nathan rubbed his eyes and took only a moment to say "well, look on the bright side, at least we have lots of room now!"  That's the way he is, always looking on the bright side of things.  How lucky am I?