Bitty and the Boy

At breakfast this morning, Bitty looked at me and said, "Who painted me?"   Hmmmm.  "What do you mean?" I reply.  I am not sure what he is asking.  He points to his left arm (where his birthmark is located) and says, "Who painted me?"   Who indeed.   My answer.  "God painted you."  And AI have never seen a more beautiful painting.   It is a wonder my heart doesn't burst with all the love I feel for this little guy.