Adaya had done a couple of paintings Monday morning. I suggested that she paint a picture for Grandpa. I told her that a pretty picture would make grandpa happy and help him heal faster. So at 11am, while Grandpa was in sugery, Adaya started a painting. When I glance over to see how it was going, this is what I saw. A couple minutes later... "Mommy, look at my painting. It's a tornado, a germ tornado. It's going to suck up all of Grandpa's bad germs and make him all better."