When I was a kid, a fresh box of crayons was the best thing EVER. A new coloring book sent me over the moon.
I remember one mom in our neighborhood kept her kids' coloring stuff on a high shelf in the coat closet. I thought she was so mean.
I grew a bit older and would look for excuses to color. We're having a visitor? With children?
Whoo baby, I'll get the crayons.
When my own kids were younger, coloring was our go-to activity. I loved rainy days, because they most assuredly guaranteed a coloring-fest.
As I was buying goodies for a slumber party many years ago, I picked up some crayons and a sweet coloring book; because you know, girls (and boys) love to color.
No matter how old they are.
And I was right. Amidst the giggles and whispers, the girls flocked to those new coloring supplies.
Did my heart good.
"Hey, I know what let's do," I'll say to my grandchildren. My face will be eager with anticipation. The kids won't be able to reject such a hopeful soul.
And another generation will experience the joy.
But why wait? Crayons aren't labeled, "For use only under supervision of a child."
Age doesn't apply here.
Keep on coloring!
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