My earliest memories of Christmas are searching through all my presents in the morning, sniffing them to find my new box of crayons. That box would last me the whole year, and when one broke, it was a major disaster. As an artist, crayons were my main source of color. When I saw this picture, it almost brought tears to my eyes. How very true is this, and how touching.. I love it!!!
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