I bought The Yowlet his first set of crayons. He didn't get too far with
them, so I packed them up and put them away for when he was a bit older

IBKFergus found the stash of crayons, and batted them to the floor. The
others lay there where they fell, but she *tortured* the blue crayon within
an inch of its life for hours.

She would have killed had Fluffy not got onto the seen. She carried it away
and gave it a bit of a munch. She got about a third of it, and smeared the
blue around her mouth.

But unbeknowst to me at the time, Cary had crawled around and found the red
crayon and the yellow crayon, and was using them as drum sticks on the
dining room table.

If that wasn't bad enough, he was happily sucking away on the other two
thirds of the blue one, drooling bright blue goo all over the place. My
little blue tongue lizard.

What makes the blue crayon so delicious?

Yowie