Happy 50th B-day!!
Category: Just Blogging
Posted: Jun 15, 2008 09:45 pm
(posted by: Jan)
Father’s Day started out differently than any other. I managed to get my sleepy, exhausted, enormously pregnant self out of bed to go get hubby some breakfast. We don’t ever do huge celebrations here for any holiday except Christmas but this qualified. I honestly cannot recall one single instance in which I have gone to retrieve breakfast. And that is saying something because we usually get takeout for breakfast almost every Saturday and Sunday. I will confess. I had ulterior motives. I had not yet procured the requisite card for the occasion. So I opted to stop by the grocery on the way and thank my lucky stars they had stocked enough for the slackers like me that waited until the last minute. I will have you know that I was in no way, shape or form the only person perusing that section of the cards.
In any case, our day progressed somewhat quietly and uneventful, with the exception that I got totally busted for getting the card at the last minute. Not only did he see me attempt to sneak it in with breakfast, the fact that I didn’t let Addie draw and scribble in it was a giveaway. So later in the morning, Addie decided she wanted to play with stickers and crayons. Under ordinary circumstances, we usually do this when Daddy is not home. Daddy came into the room and was in complete and utter shock that his daughter’s crayon collection consisted of about four different crayons.
Now before you think I’m some sort of crayon miser, know that these were the fancy, long, skinny crayons encased in plastic that could be twisted to sharpen as needed. Let’s just assume that someone at the great Crayola Company got a promotion and hella raise for this invention. All it takes is one drop on a hard tile floor, the crayon breaks away from the twisting mechanism and the crayon is rendered useless. Meaning; we’ll sell WAY MORE crayons. If the regular ones break, hey you have two of the same color.
So Hubby could not let his fatherly duties slip simply because it is Father’s day. Off to Target he goes for his own emergency procurement, this one being more crayons. I receive several phone calls.
1.) Should I get the washable kind? (No, they aren’t messy enough)
2.) Should I get the jumbo ones? (No, the small ones will let her work on her motor skills.)
3.) Should I get the 120 pack? (NO!!!! I’m the one who will have to pick them all up.)
Daddy arrives back at home. By this time, I’m played my bad mommy card and plopped the child in front of the TV for a few minutes so I can sit in peace. Normally, nothing rips her away from the TV and when we do, its tears and screams and fits. Well, Super Daddy walks in and shows her an enormous box of 64 crayons. I haven’t seen her little face light up like that since it was Christmas. She scrambles off the bed, to the table, shouting the whole way, “I need paper, paper, I need paper!” So she’s standing at the coffee table coloring her little heart out while I go to prepare her lunch. In no time, she comes flying into the kitchen to excitedly tell me, “Three purple!! Three purple!!!” You’d be excited too if it had been months since you’d seen one purple crayon (the first twisty one to bite the dust), much less, three of them. Imagine the delight when she realized there were more like five purple crayons…
So later on, I look at the box. It brings back memories. I remember getting the 64 pack of crayons. I remember opening the box and being in awe of all the perfect points. I remember trying to keep them in the same order they came in because it seemed so perfect. I remember the sadness when I would have to peel the paper down on one as it was that much closer to crayon death. When I looked at my daughter’s box, I was surprised to find that this is the 50th birthday of the 64 pack. Now I did go to the Crayola website (crayola.com which I highly recommend for all it’s fun stuff) to find out the crayons themselves have been around since 1903, making them a whopping 105 years old. Alas, I am happy to revel in my memories of the great 64 pack and am more than thrilled for the new memories I have of my daughter getting her first pack. So thanks for everything 64 pack Crayola Crayons and Happy Birthday!
