Every time I see crayons I think of a story about my daughter. One Christmas when she was very young we gave her one of those BIG boxes of crayons. At one point I came back into the room and she had broken every one of them into big pieces! "Why, " I asked her, "did you break up all your new crayons? " She looked at me with doe eyes and said, "But Mommy, that's how they look at the nursery." lol. Ya gotta love 'em.
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