Zeke got his first coloring book and crayons for Christmas a year ago. That would be 2007. And about the only thing he thought they were good for was eating.

He finally showed some interest in coloring over the summer, so I found the supplies and let him go at it. He was interested, all right. Interested in playing with the crayons, putting them in and out of the box and rolling them all over the floor.
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We kept at it, with not much luck besides a few passes at a page while I held the book open. But in the past month or two Zeke has become a champion colorer. He loves it. And he puts effort into it. We keep the coloring book and crayons on the edge of my desk and he gets them down almost every day. He especially likes the single coloring pages printed from the web just for him. Plus they are great to keep in the diaper bag for church and while we were waiting for our steakhouse dinner.

It was almost an overnight change. I was asking myself how I missed this coloring phase beginning. Then I realized this coloring thing has become a bigger part of Zeke's life - he colors in nursery, he colors at story hour, he colors at home - and one day it just must have clicked. It shows he's learning from his experiences, and that is so exciting to watch. I'm constantly amazed that I can see the connections forming in his mind. How he maintains this high rate of learning I don't quite understand.
He hasn't totally changed though - although Zeke has discovered the joys of coloring on the paper, he still loves to play with the crayons. Today after Zeke finished coloring his butterfly at story hour, we had to pick up all the crayons he
and his neighbors had used, put them back in the jar, and put on the lid. We were pretty much the first wave of the clean-up crew.