Blowing & Drifting

This morning, just after her nodding episode, Vivi headed over to the bookshelf and pulled down one of her favorite books, a tiny Sesame Street board book called Favorite Colors. I asked her, "Do you want me to read Favorite Colors, honey?" She looked up at me with puzzlement, then headed past me, around the sofa, into the kitchen, and over to the pantry cupboard. I followed, wondering what was going on. Still holding the book in one hand, she pulled open the cupboard door and started lifting out the tin of crayons. "Oh, you want to color, honey? Sure!" She let me carry the crayons and some paper over to her highchair and happily entertained us both with a little scribbling and a lot of putting-and-taking of crayons into and out of the tin. She kept the book right there, too.