When I was a kid, I didn't have a favorite toy in the usual sense. There wasn't a stuffy or a doll that I took everywhere or slept with each night. What I did have was one of the best Christmas gifts ever: a light up drawing desk (a.k.a., a light box). I still remember the box it came in with the Mickey Mouse logo on it and the sheets of tracing templates that were also included. I spent many an hour tracing and colouring with that desk. It fueled my love of drawing which extended itself well into my teens and even my years at University. And while I did most of work with a plain lead pencil, I owned so many boxes of crayons and markers that my friend, Barb, dubbed me the 'Crayola Queen'. It's been several years since I've sat down with my sketch pad but I still have that Christmas gift from my Dad that my own children now play with.