Sticker Stand

About 15 minutes before it was time to leave to catch the school bus this morning, Anya got the idea to set up a sticker stand in the front yard. On a cold, drizzly, blustery morning. She wanted to raise money, specifically quarters, to feed fish at the trout farm.

Unwilling to consider any of my input on this idea, she dragged out the table and stickers, and made a sign. She yelled, "stickers for sale!" to the bicyclists zooming past and the few people on the other side of the street, briskly walking to catch their buses.

Unsurprisingly, the exercise ended in frustration for Anya. The sign got wet from the rain and ripped, while the wind kept blowing the stickers off the table. No one stopped. And then it was time to leave to go to the school bus stop.

On the walk to the bus stop, we talked a bit about what she could change to make it work next time. She might try again on a sunny weekend day (or this afternoon, where it will be decidedly *not* sunny). I admire her "go get 'em" attitude and that she executes on ideas. But, man, is she stubborn. I have no idea where she gets it. Ahem.