Just Chalk It Up to Great Imaginations

Some fine weather, chalk, hands, and great imaginations....that's all they needed.

They even thought of writing messages to Daddy.

I love this stuff. 

 I'm thankful something as simple as chalk in their hands makes for such a fun afternoon. 

Because enjoying the simple, the what's-right-before-you,  breeds a contentment with what we have instead of a desire for what we don't. 

And that's always a good thing. 

There were no cries of, "This is boring," or "What do we do?"

They knew how to enjoy what God had provided.

They savored the messes and just enjoyed the moment.

They're always teaching me something.

Love and learn.