A Yellow Crayon

I walked over to the low wooden craft table where thick sheets of drawing paper were spread out. The boy in red sneakers was sitting there with a box of crayons, searching through the paper wrappers. Tucked safely in my left arm, little Bear watched quietly while his pink satin blanket rested on my lap. On my side of the table lay a chunky yellow crayon with a rounded tip. I picked it up, rolling the waxy stick between my fingers. Taking a slow breath, I gently nudged the crayon across the tabletop toward his hand. "S... s... sun," I said quietly, pausing between the sounds. He took it with a wide grin and started drawing bright yellow circles. #mybuddydoll #ryder #stuttering #crayons