Color My World

It's one of those moments when you realize there's nothing else like one of these moments.

As a child, we revel in it because our innocence and ability to live in the moment allows us to appreciate the small, amazing things of life.

As an adult, it is a reminder that sometimes, life really is about a brand spanking new box of 24 Crayola Crayons. The crispness of the cardboard that has yet to be dented, crushed, taped, ripped or softened to a leather like quality from use. The smell of the box. Come on, take a moment. You know that smell. We all know that smell. It is a smell of possibility. That fresh, never been used, crayon smell.

Which color do you reach for first? Your favorite? Or do you save the best for last? Me? I have so many favorites that it makes the whole experience worthwhile. But I always, Always, start with the Indigo crayon and a good coloring book. In this case, a collection of Mickey and Friends. Pluto is a great choice for those of us who think the white crayon is a waste of time.

Yep, an extra sharp, manufacturer provided point on the top of a brand new, smells like Crayola Heaven Indigo crayon, time to sit on the floor and color before Mr. Let's Scribble Lots of Orange on Every Page notices and, folks, life just doesn't get any better.

Unless, of course, it's a box of 64 with the built in sharpener...