Pencil Crayons

I've noticed for some time now that my son likes to carry around a couple of handfuls of pencil crayons. It seemed a bit odd at first, but I didn't really think much about it. He's almost always had his hands filled with some object or other. It seems to fill a need for him.

The other day, at supper, he once again had crayons. All of a sudden he let out a cry, which startled my wife and I. We both looked to our son to see what was wrong. At that point he made a crashing noise and all the pencil crayons were pushed to the table. He asked the crayons, "Are you okay? Are you okay?"

At that point a light went on in my wife's and my heads. To our son these pencils were people. He was telling stories. They seemed to be played out mainly in his head, but they seem to be elaborate and vibrant.

In the following weeks we've had confirmation of this as we see him sway the pencils in a dance or a march. Snippets of dialog pop out including a few Veggie Tale references.

I'm usually not sure exactly what the story is, but I'd love to know. When he can talk clearly I bet he'll have interesting tales to tell.