One of the greatest delights of my childhood was the beginning of the new school year when, with our new school supplies, we always got a BRAND NEW BOX OF CRAYONS. (My favorite colors were always magenta and cornflower blue. I'd LOVE for you to leave comments here and tell me what YOUR favorite colors were.)
Well, I'm almost 59 and I'll tell you what -- I'm about to go out and get a new box of crayons. Do that for someone for their birthday, you know give it to the person who gets a diamond bracelet from someone else and wrap up in bright colorful paper and lots of ribbons a new box of crayons (They now have boxes of 96 which just dazzles me all to bits but I think I'd feel overwhelmed. I think.) as well as a cheap pad of paper. The recipient of said gift will likely love the diamond bracelet but be DELIGHTED by the crayons and immediately hunt for their favorite colors and set to drawing. I always got in trouble because I would color the trees orange with purple leaves and a magenta sky and cornflower blue grass and the nuns would have fits with me and say, "YOU WILL NEVER BE AN ARTIST." Clearly they had NO idea what makes a REAL artist!
If the person does not get excited about the crayons take them back, say you can't be friends anymore, and go home and color. Trust me, life is short and you don't need friends that have forgotten how to play.
I am making up a whole new set of rules about who is friend-worthy or not. And I'm going to start having a lot more fun in the process!