Stickers

The other day I was working on canning (that's all I ever do lately) and the girls were downstairs in the playroom. About 10 minutes later, Laney came upstairs and said "Stickers mom, look at my stickers". Her shirt was plastered in stickers, only they weren't stickers. They were the two books of stamps I had just bought a few days earlier. Apparently Makayla had opened the door to the office so Laney thought she'd go in and play. Luckily I was able to salvage most of them, I'll just have to glue them to envelopes. However, Laney was mad that I was taking away her pretty stickers.