I have a thing for crayons, especially the ones with interesting color names. I can’t explain my fascination for them. If I see a new type of Crayola crayon, I know my girls will love to have them. (Yes, I blame it on the girls and their love for them. )
When I was a kid, I was awestruck by the big box of crayons with the tiny sharpener in the back. It was magical–just peel a bit of the paper away, spin it through the sharpener, and the crayon was sharp again. Heaven!
The box provided colors called cornflower, goldenrod, and orchid (the links go to the Crayola color chart). I wasn’t restricted to the usual 24 colors. Oh, the silver, gold, and copper colors…sigh. Check out the Crayola color timeline. I didn’t know some colors have been retired and others renamed!
Then, I grew up and had a daughter who loved to color with crayons. There were new colors to explore. I had a reason to buy the colored wax sticks with fun names. One of my new favorites is robin’s egg blue. Then, Daughter 2 came along and gave Daughter 1 and me and excuse to continue using crayons. 🙂
Here are some crayon facts, according to my household:
- A certain someone in our house can’t stand the smell of crayons, so we color when he’s not around.
- The little one has learned that the dogs find them yummy, so she doesn’t leave them out anymore.
- The crayon drawer is crammed with Crayola because we’re crayon snobs.
- I’m a sucker for cute packaging and new colors.
Do you have a favorite childhood toy that you still get to play with because you have children in your life to give you the excuse? Do you even need an excuse? Do you have a favorite crayon color? On the flip side, do you have a childhood toy that you can’t bear to see or smell?
Ah, the unbridled pleasure of a new box of crayons and a brand new coloring book…one of the treasured memories from my childhood! Thanks for the reminder!
There’s nothing like it. 🙂 Well, maybe a good-sized card board box to use those crayons on.
When I was little, I had five siblings, so the folks couldn’t afford the big boxes of Crayons. We got the amount on the school supply list. So yeah, coveted the big boxes all the time. My daughter loved to color and I used to shower her with crayons. LOL! And um, dogs aren’t only ones who eat crayons. Little brother can, too. LOL!
LOL. I know they are non-toxic, but watching a child gnaw on a crayon grosses me out.
You know, I wonder if my need for crayons goes back to those days of being limited to the supply list. There were four of us. Hmm…
We have a new kitten and my kids have a habit of leaving the crayons in places they shouldn’t. The kitten loves to find them, bat them around and break them into bits. It’s lovely. My kids are little dubbing artist so the crayons and colored pencils are out ofte. They’re wierd about me discussing it on my blog though.
Crayons are perfect for kittens. They roll and have paper. I can imagine the destruction.
It is funny what kids don’t want posted. My older daughter asked for approval rights before I post about her activities.
I loved sienna growing up. I don’t know why. It’s just a reddish-brown, but I loved it. I never had the big box of crayons with the sharpener. I was jealous of the kids who did. LOL. And yes, Crayola is the superior brand.
Sienna is a lovely color. It wasn’t one of the usual 8, that’s for sure!
I loved the Ninja Turtle action figures that I used to have. I won’t lie, when my nephews got the age that they could play with them, I loved to pull them out so that I could play with them again.
Crayons were always a fun pasttime, but I wasn’t much of a sketch artist.
Having nephews is the perfect excuse to play with the Ninja Turtles. Heck, when your daughter is old enough not to pull off their heads, you could play with them with her, too.
Oh, we don’t sketch with crayons. It’s all about the coloring books and maybe staying in the lines and seeing how much crayon can be used to create cool effects. LOL.
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