While organizing our office this morning I came upon a couple of my old coloring books and a pack of crayons.
My first thought was to throw the coloring books away and put the crayons with my scrapbooking supplies. Then I opened the box of crayons and my nose was filled with the sweet wax scent of childhood. Before I knew it, I was flipping through the books looking for the perfect image for my markings.
For half an hour I was a kid again. I was transported to another world where all I thought about was the colors to use on my drawing and the names I would give crayons if it were my job.
I'm not throwing the coloring books away. No, I'm not ready to give them up quite yet.