crayon

When one of her enslaved piglets colors a picture with crayons, she turns him into a pork chop.

It’s so obvious, it’s practically unconscious — like being told to crayon a great painting and selecting the “Mona Lisa.”

The future Queen Elizabeth I was 12 years old at the time — long past the age in which a ghastly crayon drawing of dad would suffice.

No one had yet gotten to a second-floor classroom that was in disarray, with crayons, books and papers dumped on the floor and chairs overturned.

An abandoned jigsaw puzzle was unfinished at the dining room table, and children’s drawings and a note in red crayon wishing for a “wonderful life” clung to the refrigerator.