Chalk Can Be Erased, But Memories Can't...

You know, my love for chalk art actually started because my kids love it so much. 

This is actually the chalk art that started my love for it in April of 2013
(So I guess you can say this is my anniversary post... Hee hee!).
So many people in the neighborhood commented on how happy it made them that I just had to keep going and I've added a few more colors since my dollar store chalk days...
but my favorite part is how happy Sister is--she's proud of the sky she drew for me above the flowers!

I had to be out there with them so I just joined in... now I think I love it more than them.

Sometimes when we go to Grandma Lynne and Grandpa Gary's house 

the kids will pull out the chalk and draw on their back patio.

I love seeing what they come up with:

Sister drew a lovely picture of Grandma Lynne... it's perfect... I mean, it even has 10 fingers! 

(made you count them didn't I?)

I don't know what the numbers are on the side.

Measurements maybe?

80, 30, 13 would explain the triangle shaped body...

Oh, how I love Our Life!!

P.S. I am pretty sure that the above two photos show the official "look at my side-walk art" pose.

As a side note: This is the chalk art I did with the neighborhood kids' help.

I wish I would have taken a picture of them all (7 total) helping draw the water, 

smear the chalk into the characters for me and add little ditties on the right side—

the water actually went across the entire driveway, it was epic!

I hope these little things are big memories.