THE BUDDING ARTIST….

--When all the children were little we gave them coloring books and crayons to color with. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
--They’d spend hours coloring a picture and if they were especially proud we'd put it up on the icebox with letter magnets.
--One child was so proud in fact she decided to work on other thing’s besides coloring books. walls, window, toys, and there was one incident with markers and her sister I still hear about from time to time.
--Needless to say we tried everything to explain to the child that crayons were for coloring on paper not walls windows toys and especially her sister and brothers. Who I might add after seeing what happened to their sister maintained their distance whenever she was sitting down with a box of crayons.
--We tried everything we could think of. We counted crayons before during and after coloring. We searched her and the house for crayons. but we couldn't put a stop to the little artist adventures. Finally is desperation we banished crayons from the house.
--Which was fine until school started of course. But after such a dry spell she apparently never found her desire to go at it with such vigor again. In fact the school would often complain that the child just didn't seem to be interested in coloring, and we might want to have her tested. Because this was not normal. and we all know how that one goes.
--It wasn't until years later when we were putting down a wood floor in the living room that we found were our little budding artist was hiding her crayon stash. We must have found thousands of crayons under the carpet.
--I don't know who worked faster picking up crayons my wife and I or her brothers and sister....