Just a pink crayon.
Sometimes, they let the purple crayon play too.
Sometimes, I wish I could live completely in her world.
I wish I could live in a world where anyone and anything can be a friend.
A world of constant birthday parties, dance parties and just because parties.
A world of silly words and silly songs and just plain silliness.
A world where I could jump and somersault and vibrate for hours.
A world where crayons talk, superman sleeps over and my bed is a rocket ship.
A world filled with energy and big ideas and simple pleasures.
A world where anything is possible.
Today, the only really productive thing I did was make sparkly pink play-doh.
I think that’s a start.