Daily story, July 8, 2025

We spent the afternoon carving stamps out of old rubbers. We had no ink pads, so we tested them with tea and soot and a jar of beetroot we found in the fridge. We decorated our exercise books, and we said we’d add a stamp to our notes to show they were authentic, like a wax seal. But you stole mine out of my pencil case and gave it to your new friend, and she rubbed out her mistakes with it until it was gone.