When Stickers Strike

      So I had the genius idea of putting stickers into our Easter Eggs.  And, for the most part, it was genius.  Lily loved it, and it avoided having mass amounts of candy around that she thought she should eat.  However, this week we have experienced the downside.  Exhibit A - baby sister gets stickered.



I should have been taking pictures of where I have found stickers all week.  That would make a more effective statement about the stickers.  I found Ariel on my shirt sleeve at Old Navy - I have no idea how long she had been hanging out there.  I have found stickers on cabinets.  I have found them on the floor.



And the glass side table.  (Pay no attention to how incredibly dirty the table is besides the stickers.  I should clean it.  I know I should.)



And then, there is our breakfast nook table.



But, I must say, stickers are quiet and removable, and I can even get Lily to pick them up on occasion.  So, the Sticker Attack of 2011 has not been that bad, and I would do it again.  It is easier than wiping up chocolate from her face, the carpet, the coffee table and anywhere else I would inevitably find candy residue, and it makes this little two-year-old deliriously happy.  Worth it.