Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Diner guys.


I love diners. Especially diners that supply crayons.

And to my son David—
I'm sorry I stole your crayons.

2 comments:

emsie said...
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Emily said...

This just begs to be quoted.

"Everyone is born creative; everyone is given a box of crayons in kindergarten.

Then when you hit puberty, they take the crayons away and replace them with books on algebra, etc. Being suddenly hit years later with the creative bug is just a wee voice telling you, 'I'd like my crayons back, please.' "

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