Hooper eats crayons. Sure, he proceeds to spit out the wax particles but it doesn’t stop him from sticking that colorful stick in his mouth every time we go to a restaurant. That is, until we went out the other night and the waiter handed him a couple colored pencils. He attempted to take a bite, it didn’t work out, and I think he even made a line or two on the paper. What an invention those colored pencils are.

It was my mom’s birthday on Cinco de Mayo, so I broke out a few colored pencils I had in the drawer in hopes he’d draw a little something in her card. Instead, he was more interested with taking the pencils out of the container and then putting them back in. The word “interested”, by the way, is a complete and utter understatement. Check it out for yourself, the boy was absolutely enthralled. Dead concentration caught on film, or that little disc thing we call a memory card. 

As a side note, Willy and I took my parents out that night to Cafe Bizou in Sherman Oaks (highly recommended to anyone in the area) and ran into Chuck McCann, the man who does nearly all the voices in animation and television. He had us going coo-coo for coco puffs in no time. He was an instant hit with Hooper and Willy and through their frequent trips outside to play, these three became quite smitten with each other.