Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Easton, Pennsylvania

Lucky went to the Crayola Factory in Easton, Pennsylvania today. It may just be the high light of his trip, so far. He was very interesested in the crayon making demonstration. He is such a little artist, but when it came time to sit down and create at some of the stations, he was just too excited and thought running around was more his speed. He even posed by the red crayon, that was his idea.

There was a little Pez museum next door.
Ick. Who would want to eat Pez out of Carrot Top's head?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

So does the factory have that crayon smell that is very recognizable? I'm glad it was a Lucky day what else could one ask for other then rooms full of crayons.. did you buy a box?
Did the Pez factory tell you the trick to getting the candy in the dispenser with out them flying all over. And no I wouldn't want to flip Carrot Top's head to eat one.
Keep on RVing.. Do you have a bumper sticker on the RV yet???

MikeSarahLuckyAxel said...

The second you walked in, it smelled like crayons. They had the crayon that Mr. Rogers made on display. Of course they had a big gift shop and we were going to make our own box of crayons, until I realized that they weren't the washable ones. We don't buy anything else. But, We did buy a bunch of other crap.

Lucky is an official Pez junkie. I had to hide his Shrek dispenser.

emo said...

I like the fancyman pose that Lucky picked when he posed by the giant red crayon. I remember the episode of Mr. Rogers where he made the crayons. I've been wanting to eat a Philly Cheesesteak since you brought them up. I'm hungry right now.

Anonymous said...

Hi Happy Travelers: I really enjoyed viewing your pictures. Looks like you're have a great time. I live in the ice age myself but I'm at Mary's to celebrate a special occasion. Kevin and Molly are engaged! No date yet but plan on a wedding in the next year or so. I look forward to more pictures. I'll go Janie's though it's closer than Mary's! Give Lucky a Big hug & kiss from Grandma Mevissen