Percy was fondest of yellow and green crayons, I think because of the color of the color rather than the flavor of the color. Blake loves all of them indiscriminately. Chewing on the pencils' wooden shafts maybe wouldn't hurt him, but it's not a chance I want to take. Off like a prom dress. No, I have no problem doing this.
Birds have no spit.
As long as he didn't have a Beak Sculpture of vegetable chow and seed husks, I was okay with this. Percy used to climb the glass and dip his head in, which is dangerous for the exact same reason five-gallon buckets are dangerous for toddlers. Blake never climbed. Then last July when we went home, my sister gave me a stack of big plastic cups, laughing, because I always go for the biggest glass in her house. Plastic is not as conducive to beak-tapping as glass, and so I have got in the habit of adding his water dish to his tray.