After a week of driving three hours a day, there's no reason that I'd want to drive three hours today to take them to the Crayola Factory. Especially when Easton was having its Heritage Day. The bad news was more cars looking for parking; the good news was more lots open. We parked at St. John's Lutheran Church1 for $5 because the Catholic lot was already full.
We did the usual things at Crayola: watched the simulated factory presentation, including wrapping a label on a freshly made red crayon, made windsocks, used our special tokens to retrieve markers from a dispenser, painted with melted wax, molded2 clay and layered some colored sand into "art." All that took two hours.
Then we "hit the store" around the corner and bought t-shirts for everyone in the family. The Heritage Day festivities were happening in Centre Square and I bought Jeff some cinnnamon cashews. We got some pizza at Gino's ... better than NJ pizza ... found the church parking lot and got out of there.
It's a simple day-trip and the kids liked it. Just next time, I'd like to make it when all of "downtown" isn't cordoned off. If you know what I mean ...
1 The sign about the graveyard being open made no sense to me.
2 Kenny has outgrown "the Factory" but, as I described the crayon-making process to Timmy, he concluded, "There's 'mold' there ... and Kenny's allergic to mold, so he can't come." Sometimes Tim really is a five-year-old.
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