Sue Spitulnik

Creative Lady


Color books

Waiting for Dinner

What does waiting for dinner have to do with National Color Book Day? This past weekend we enjoyed my husband’s annual family reunion. We converge on the hometown most of the cousins were raised in, fill some of the local cash registers, and spend a day at Stony Brook State Park. Saturday is picnic day which includes time for a walk in the park gorge. It’s a pretty place full of memories for all of us. The annual get-together has been going on over 60 years. Continue reading “Waiting for Dinner”

National Coloring Book Day


Do you know what’s wrong with the above family picture?  In today’s world it is pretty much a memory.  Not in all houses, mind you; but it is in ours.

In the corner of our family room, which doubles as the dining room, there is a china closet.  The upper shelves are filled with all sorts of glasses; used mostly when we have company.  There is the normal drawer.  It has stationary, stamps, outdated photos, my address book, and pages of return address labels in it.  The bottom has two doors.  Eight or so years ago, when my grandson was little, the right door was labeled, the baby’s cupboard.  William’s color books and crayons are still there, in a slumped, curled heap.

William has a cousin now; she is almost four.  About a year ago I told her she could get all the pots and pans out of my pan cupboard to play with.  She just stared at me with a look that said, why would I want to do that, then went to her Daddy and begged to play with his phone.  She has never even been introduced to that bottom right hand door of the china closet. Unfortunately the phone, the I-pad, and the video game have replaced the coloring book in many children’s lives.  Eye hand coordination is now learned by pressing buttons and moving wands.

Fortunately for the color book, it has a new audience.  I have a wonderful friend that is close to ninety.  I took her to the fabric store recently because she no longer drives.  As we were waiting for fabric to be cut she said to me, “Do you know what the complex has come up with now?  A coloring club!  Some of the ladies are all excited about it.  I don’t get it.”

I smiled and told her I would show her the coloring books when we went to the front to check out.  We are both quilters and we love color; I thought maybe she would find the coloring books to her liking.  When I handed her one and she flipped through the pages; her eyes got big.  “Well, these pictures are so fussy and have so many little tiny spots to color what fun would that be?”

I chuckled inwardly.  “That’s the point.  It’s for people to keep their eye hand coordination going strong and it’s a good brain exercise according to what I read.”

“And people buy those big sets of ink markers to use.  They cost a lot don’t they?”

Mind you, this lady could have bought the whole rack of books and pens without it adversely affecting her bank account, but the price tag was a surprise to her.  She said she would think about it some more.

You know that china closet in my family room.  It belonged to my husband’s mother and it is a prized possession in our house.  Maybe one of these days I’ll get the color books out and color just for the fun of it; all by myself.




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