This is a late “tradition” story.
Eight years ago, my new neighbors moved in. Two parents, one daughter; later a second daughter rounded out the family. Early on it was clear that Minnie (the older daughter) and I had a clear affinity for chalk. Often when Minnie was out doing chalk artwork on their driveway, I would go over for a bit and join in.
When my next birthday rolled around, Minnie and her folks came over and did chalkwork all over my front sidewalk. It was wonderful – lots of colors, flowers and rainbows. After that, every year, we would have a chalk party. A couple of other kids in the neighborhood joined in. I even found glitter chalk online to add to the festivities.
This summer, the family moved a few blocks away and while I briefly thought about asking if the girls wanted to come over, I let it go as they are so busy with camps until school starts. On Monday afternoon, YA texted me from downstairs (she was working from home and I was upstairs) that Marie (younger daughter) was at the door. I hurried down and found the whole family outside, working on a spectacular birthday chalk display, down the whole sidewalk, up and down some of the driveway, even on the steps up to the house.
There is a fun “dance zone”

An exhortation to sing

And the obligatory hopscotch

Marie and I did the hopscotch several times and after some more chat and hugs, they all headed home. That’s when I teared up a little – it was so special that they came over to do this for me. Hopefully this tradition can keep going for a few more years. I’m assuming that once Minnie and Marie hit their teenage years, coming over to do art on their “neighborhood gramma’s” sidewalk won’t be all that appealing!
When was the last time you jumped hopscotch? Any notable chalk artwork in your past?