I have just uncovered the secret to parenting.
That should be capitalized, bold, starred, and upped a notch.
And I am going to share it with you.
That’s right. Stickers.
Here is what you do:
- Get a bunch of stickers.
- Get a child.
- Get a book.
Then lay down and enjoy the ride.
Seriously, the kids were busy decorating me with stickers for hours. HOURS. If I had my Nook or an episode of Seinfeld or some Neil Diamond music, it would have been pretty close to my idea of parenting paradise.
The next question for the universe to answer is this:
How am I going to remove all these blasted stickers?