Crayons

You wouldn't believe what a hot-ticket item this is. It looks like just a little box, filled with multi-colored waxy sticks, but to Jonas, it is sheer delight. I got the crayons out for the first time last weekend when we were setting out to make a card for Joe. The moment I revealed the box, Jonas jumped up and down in his seat at the table, grunted and gestured wildly to hold the box of crayons. I was taken aback by his enthusiasm. It hadn't occurred to me that he would actually know what they are already from daycare, where he sees the other kids coloring, I would guess, frequently.



While he will make some scribbles, for the most part, he is captivated by removing every single crayon from the box, one-by-one. He lays them out on the table, then with gusto, he scatters the crayons in every direction with his hand, like a great gust of wind that disperses a big pile of leaves.











Then, he laughs and laughs and wants to do it all again. Put the crayons back into the box. Pull one out, and so on, and so on...