Did you enjoy coloring as a child? I always loved a new coloring book and a set of crayons (the 64-set with the built-in sharpener was the best). Naturally there is a lot to be said about the familiar scent of a fresh batch of crayons, but I also always loved smelling the paper of the coloring book. There was just something very distinctive about it- merely thinking about it can bring up the scent in my mind. One of the other ways I relieved stress and found a comfortable spo

There’s just something about a container of Play-Doh that brings me right back to childhood. Sure, the familiar logo and yellow canister plays a role, but the main thing that transports me is definitely the smell of that stuff. Even though it’s not the most pleasant smell, there is something very comforting about it. So much so that a former colleague of mine brought in a couple of mini canisters in to work a few years ago so that we could have the “back to childhood” experie

Each of my maternal grandparents had fairly creative streaks. The were a time when my grandfather considered going to school to become an opera singer. He was encouraged by the teachers but dissuaded by the family. He truly did have a lovely voice though. My grandmother had a knack for detail and streaks for ingenuity when it came to sewing and creating fashions for the body and home. I remember the story of the two of them sitting at home one day, each working on an oil pain