I was upstairs sewing when Edie poked her nose in from outside and yelled "Mama! Come quick! Bring the camera!" I just about fell off of my swivel chair (which I happen to do about once a day anyway because the seat's not screwed in to the rest of the chair) and went running out. Running these days takes an enormous amount of coordination because of Kale's teething that's been full on causing him to be quite clingy. Imagine me wearing just one massive legwarmer on one leg all day long. You can see by my mutant sihloutte above what I'm dealing with these days.
"It's me!" she says as I hobble up the gravel path leading up to the house. The kids were exposed to sidewalk chalk for the first time in their lives when we went into town yesterday. They were happily playing with the stuff just outside my favourite store ever while I did some last minute Easter supplies shopping. Apparently, everytime someone walked by the shop, Kale would look up from his work and shout out "Maplerose!" like the world's cutest sandwich board.
They didn't want to leave the chalk behind and I promise them that one day, oh, yes, little ones, one day we'll have some kind of piece of concrete for them to draw on with chalk. In my head I started envisioning a patio area in front of the sliding door since Craig told me a wood deck is totally out of the question (high maintenance he says). But a concrete patio might serve several functions; hopscotch, tether ball, tennis court... Can you chalk draw/rollerderby on flagstone?
A little stick drawing, drawn with a stick, in the sticks. Stick! The sticks girl's chalk!
