5: dear sidewalk chalk
This is my fifth in the 31 Days of Open Letters series and I’ve decided that weekends are best for frivolity and lightheartedness. Thus, please enjoy my little tribute to our ever-growing pile of sidewalk chalk.
Dear Sidewalk Chalk,
Thanks for being a super cheap way to keep my kid entertained. Specifically, to keep her entertained by picking up each piece individually and handing it to me, saying, "Mama - draw. Mickey. Giraffe. MONSTER. Mama, draw road. Draw plane. Mama, draw mail? CIRCLE. Olaf, mama, draw Olaf." Because I know precisely that what you had in mind was that your stocky, powdery chunks of color were meant for me to figure out how to draw small and intricate images for my child, whose imagination far exceeds my artistic ability. But I digress.
I love how handy you are and that you wash off so quickly. Mega fun = minimal mess. By which, of course, I mean you make a terrific mess as my child colors all over the driveway, the chalkboard wall, her Little Tikes car, and her belly, legs, feet, etc. But, to your credit, you do wash off quickly. I admire this about you. And, truth be told, I do love your versatility. I like the way I can feel slightly more artistic by lettering cheery things on the driveway while my Beastie scribbles intently next to me. This fosters family creativity and bonding. Not that those things are completely your doing, so don't get the wrong idea.
Thanks for coming in big, cheap boxes. I'm sure one day I'll attempt to make my own organic, non-toxic version of you - but for now I'm quite happy with our clearance box of 78 different colors that are not organic. Although I must admit I'm intrigued by this homemade rainbow version... Maybe soon. When I am done bonding with my kid over clunky images of pink giraffes on the sidewalk.
Love, a happy mama