Upon arriving home today, Little Man promptly went to for a cereal bar. I was able to sidestep the pending meltdown when I wouldn't allow him to eat the whole box (literally) by convincing him a slice of bread was the yummiest thing in the world. Meltdown #2 was avoided by asking him if he wanted to play outside.
He promptly picks up his little bag of sidewalk chalk, loops it over his arm like a purse and throws himself at the front door. The sidewalk in front of our house is now a flurry of pastel blue, pink, green, yellow, and salmon. We are running out of room. If it doesn't rain tonight (almost 10:30 and still no sign of the promised storm), our neighbors are going to have a mural in front of their house as well.
His little friend across the street told him the other day that you had to lie down to draw with the chalk so his clothes are also a flurry of pastel confetti. As are mine. Apparently everyone needs to lie down to draw with sidewalk chalk and who am I to argue?
Don't you just love coloring with them?!
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