Sometimes it is worth it to let it be.

Grace loves stickers. Give her a sheet of pooh bear or rainbow or horsey stickers and she will gasp quietly, like the way you'd gasp upon looking out your window on Christmas morning, holding a hot cocoa, to see a blanket of snow everywhere. A delighted gasp, a gasp that says, "I will eventually share this discovery but not until after I take it all in for myself." She apparently feels the same way about stickers as I do about seeing Scott walk in the door with flowers, or answering the phone and hearing my sister's voice. That is how much she loves them.

So yesterday, while I was busy trying to have a minute of sanity*, I heard the familiar little gasp of delight and turned to see Grace sticking 39 cent stamps all over our thank you cards.

When she saw I had noticed, she said, "Look, Mommy! Bird stickers!" As Scott and I lamented later after we fought over what I must have been doing while the girls tore open the stationary cabinet and made it look like Hallmark had barfed its store room in our den, those were pretty expensive little bird stickers. But as I expained to Scott in the midst of the fight, er, discussion, they were worth it.

*i.e. reading my new favorite blogs (this one and this one), er, connecting to other moms, er, researching thoughts about seminary, er, on the phone with a new friend...