Liz entered Skys room and looked around with a curious eye. His room didnt have the same amount of fun things for her to decorate but she did her best. She stuck stickers all over his crib, his dresser and shelves and his closet doormaking his room look equally as disastrous as hers did. Liz looked at her work proudly and she laughed to herself thinking about how excited her two mommies would be to see her decorative work. She was proud of her work in her brothers room but more importantly she was more proud of her room and she wanted to show her mommies what great work she did.

Liz tore out town the hall and ran full steam towards her mommies. She stopped off in the living room for a second and threw the remaining stickers back into the boxes before turning on her heel and heading straight for Bette and Tina. Tina saw her daughter headed towards them with a full head of steam and she turned in her chair and opened her arms wide for Liz to jump in. Bette smiled at the two as Liz did a flying leap into Tinas lap and she laughed when Liz stuck a sticker on Tinas cheek. Bette thought it was cute until she took a closer look at the sticker and recognized it. She pulled it off of Tinas cheek and looked at it.

Liz where did you get this?

The box

Bettes eyes grew wide as she turned and ran into the living room to check on the supplies for the fair that weekend. She saw the lose stickers hanging out of the one of the boxes and when she pulled out the bag of stickers she couldnt believe her eyes. There was supposed to be five rolls of 150 stickers each, but now there were only 3 full rolls and two loose strands with about 5 or 10 stickers each on them. Bette felt her stomach turn a little thinking about what Liz might have done with the stickers.

Lizwhat did you do with the rest of the stickers?

Lizs smile that was glued to her face a few seconds ago disappeared quickly when she heard the stern tone in Bettes voice. Liz was now rethinking her decorative skills and maybe now she didnt want to show her mommies her artwork. Like most things in life when you really dont want things to happen they do. So was this moment when Liz was racking her brain trying to explain to her very agitated mommy where the stickers went when Bob came running out like a bat out of *****.