The story of Lyndon's jar!

 One day about 3 weeks ago, I wondered into the local thrift store. I was alone. Giddy, I was taking my sweet time looking around.

 My eye came across this jar, it was sort of wonderful, but why?

It was just a big glass jar.

I picked it up and put it down several times. Finally, in a last minute decision against any reason. I bought it. 

Surely, I can find use for this jar.  

I washed it up. I put it on the counter in our kitchen.

Empty, it was a sad jar.

I was searching for something, but was careful not to rush into filling it. 

It was not any jar, but a special jar.

The reason remained unknown at the time. 

Lyndon picked up that jar frequently. With a sparkle in his eye,

He knew that jar was special too. But why?

Then it happened, the jar found its purpose!

Lyndon was coloring on the dining room floor.

Long after he had left his artwork,
markers remained on the rug.
"Lyndon, Lyndon, I know what the jar is for!"
"What, what are you going to put in it?" he exclaimed with joy in his voice
"No, what are you going to put in your jar?" I said
"This is my jar?" with wild excitement in his voice
"Yep, I think your markers are looking for a new home."
You may think I am crazy giving a 4 year old a glass jar.
The jar & Lyndon have been happy together ever since.
They spend time doing artwork & watching cartoons.
I have even caught him talking to (maybe with) the jar.
See, it is a special jar, we just didn't know why!
jenny