A Stamp of Approval

Heading back inside from the gravel garden as the night settled, I spotted a heavy wooden rubber stamp resting next to an open red ink pad on the low shelf! The carved wooden knob stood tall like a lever. I hopped right up, planted both boots firmly on the smooth wood, and wrapped my gloves around the handle. With one big heave, I lifted the stamp, brought it down onto the crimson sponge with a solid squish, and then slammed it squarely onto a blank memo sheet on the wood! Ka-chunk! A crisp, bright red star emblem appeared on the paper. Stamped and approved for the night! Wahoo!