Trash or Treasure

Yesterday, I heard the girls screaming at each other at an inexcusable level. I turned to see Jane tearing across the room as fast as her short little legs could take her with a white piece of something in her hand. Hannah then chased after her yelling,

"Hey, that's MY garbage!!!"

It turns out that Jane had ripped off a piece of Hannah's used paper towel that had become a prized possession of hers (again with the towels).
Later, I found the torn garbage in Hannah's little purse.

She truly values all things.