We have some new crayons in our house. I think the number is 114, I am not quite sure, but they came in a nifty holder with a sharpener and a certain five year old is having a great time using them today. Her favorite colors are purple mountain majesty, outrageous orange, razzle dazzle rose, and shimmering blush.
When I opened the big container last night I was overtaken with the scent of crayons. It was a sniff from my past. I had forgotten how much I loved getting a new box of crayons and how fun it used to be to open them and be the first one to soften that sharp point on the end of the eggplant, or blue green or mountain meadow crayon, which were my favorites out of those long ago boxes.
I spent last night and now a large part of this afternoon, taking a trip back to a simpler time of my life. I have been busily coloring Snow White, a rosy red apple and trying to force a smile back onto Grumpy's face with bittersweet shimmer.
Imagine how happier life could be if we each took a coloring break every afternoon from 4 -5 PM. After the rush of the work day, before the hustle to get dinner started and consumed, before the onslaught of homework, the battle for bath and bed...what if we all just took an hour to color a picture or two? I think the pace of our life might slow down quite a bit. As for me..it is better than any spa appointment I could ever have!
Living Happily in the "vivid tangerine" moment!
Bev
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I took an hour or so to color with LadyBug on a rainy Saturday. It was so soothing and relaxing. We chatted, we giggled, we created. She loved the down time with me, and I got to sit. SIT, I tell ya!
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