Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Hello Kitty & A Box of Crayons

A few posts ago, I posted a few items Miss. E. received for Christmas that she is just ga-ga about. I have one more to share, this item has proved to be a creative outlet for my little sweet pea and a release of me, yes you read that right, a release of me, so I can get stuff done!

They are two simple items, each I am going to guess you too had growing up; a coloring book and a box of crayons. I don't know why, but when we came home Christmas day, I packed them away. Not really thinking it through, I put them up in her closet and thought when she is a little older we will take them out. It wasn't until a couple weekends ago, when she was tugging at my pant leg for attention that a light bulb went off and I thought "the crayons!". I sat her up in her highchair, opened the Hello Kitty coloring book and handed her a few crayons. I was astounded when she started coloring!! I have no idea why I stashed in her closet for the last two months?? Why didn't I think that my 20 month old would be interested in scribbling all over the faces of Hello Kitties. (sorry if that is not the proper terminology of Hello Kitty, but we are still stuck on The Wonder Pets, I am sure in just a few months, I will be you local subject matter expert on the Hello Kitty.)

Come to find out, she loves to color. She is mostly interested in getting more crayons, I only give her a few at a time, she will scribble with one then motion for me with her little hand for another. It is so fun to watch her experiment with the colors, watch her flip through the pages, with each one evaluating its artistic relevance before leaving her signature mark. Once she finds a worthy page she will scribble, color, grab at the paper, laugh, color, and then flip to another page.

I remember when my niece was little, my sister-in-law would mail me and my husband pictures that she had colored, I loved getting them in the mail and would hang them on my refrigerator for all to see. So after E was done with this session of coloring, I extracted a few of the most colorful pictures and mailed them to my parents.

So if you have a little one running around and you don't know what else to do to entertain them, grab some crayons and a coloring book, they will love it. I will warn you though, they will try, who am I kidding, they will EAT the crayons, throw the crayons, try to feed them to their dog, they will crumple the pages, rip out the pages and try, again with the kidding, they will EAT the paper.

But perhaps the best part of this whole experience has been for me. A learning experience that in her life, I should never underestimate her abilities, because she will, most likely, prove me wrong.

Happy Monday!


  1. We loved the pictures she did up for us and yes they are on our refridgerator too!!! Memere & Pepere

  2. Many years ago, when we were trying to sell the Waterville house, the realtor was supposed to come by with "buyers" to see the house. I told my girls to quickly pick up their toys in the play area. It wasn't a huge mess - some crayons and coloring books, plastic tea cups ... all in all not too much for them to handle while I ran around making one last check assuring that everything was in order. They did their clean up, I did mine. Great. When I was finally bundling them up in their coats to leave the house so the realtor could show the house, their was a strange smell - like a bad, off putting B.O. "What on earth is that smell?" I wondered as I went room to room sniffing with my nose up in the air. Down to the basement to check the electrical & heating "stuff"-nothing. Back up to check the dryer, oven- nothing. Sniff, sniff ... following my nose like a well trained hunting dog, with my girls toddling behind me, we all ended up in the play area. The smell was seeping up from the heat registers. My littlest one, Laela, age 3 at the time, had followed my directions to a "T" - "quickly, quickly put away the crayons" Mommy had said. There they were - stuffed into the heat registers, melting into one cohesive colorful mass that smelled like the worst B.O. ever. Needless to say, we did not sell the house that day. Carolina

  3. I LOVE LOVE this post! I love love Elizabeth's small chunky little fingers! I am always amazed when I see just how smart she is! She gets more and more beautiful by the minute! This blog brought back so many memories of when Bella would insist on mailing those pics to her Auntie Amy and Uncle Guy! She would squeal with joy when we left them in the mail box and put up the flag! I remember when you once sent her back a great letter all decorated and she carried it around for months!
    I would like to send you with a few tips for the new artist...
    1. Toothpaste takes out permanent marker from wood
    2. Rubbing alcohol takes permanent marker from walls.
    I speak from experience :-)
    Love You! XO


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