Dusty Pink Scribbles

I scampered down the driveway and skidded right into a chunky stub of bright pink sidewalk chalk! *Gasp!* A giant coloring stick! Naturally, I couldn't just walk past. I wrapped both hands around the powdery cylinder, leaned way back, and marched backward across the rough concrete—scritch, scritch, squeak! A huge, wobbly pink loop swooped right behind my cone shoes! I hopped over the fresh mark, spun around, and jabbed two big dusty dots right in the center. A giant goofy face on the ground! Clack, clack! My cone shoes got completely coated in pink powder, but the driveway was smiling!