Coloring books and crayons were handed to us kids to keep us occupied when we went to our Nana’s house. That was fun except when our 2 year old cousin Bruschette came around. It became difficult to color inside the lines when you reached for your favorite hue and found the end chewed off….
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I was never a crayon eater. However, I remember a few that were.