Not just your ordinary stickers.
Stickers my friend Vicki had sent me to send two carseats up to brisbane with. I have no idea what their value is but I would be guessing a 5kg sticker is worth something... and the 10 stickers she sent me, actually had 4 parts - so yes there were hopefully 40 little stickers stuck EVERYWHERE. I began to freak out... called in three little girls.
'Who did this?'
'Laura did it'
There were fingers being pointed all over the place. No one wanted to own up. I told them all to sit down and be quiet and have a think about who really did it, and I only wanted to hear from the person who actually did it. I explained that telling the truth and owning up to something was MUCH better than blaming someone else.
They all looked at each other - a few elbows and stares ensued.
I then went on with the putting of the stickers together jigsaw style - praying none had been eaten or screwed up.
This is the evidence
Luckily, all bits were accounted for - so I pieced it back together on packaging tape - argh!
Now they're on the boxes
Soon after I had cleaned up Eloise came in with her confession, and tears and a solemn vow not to touch anything on my desk again..!
I will be drinking a few cocktails tonight.
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