Dear Hollis,
I know I snickered when you wiped your hands on me yesterday. It was really cute, and I'm glad that you think mama's dress makes a good napkin. I've waited for as long as I can remember to be the human napkin, to be so valuable to a tiny little person that I could not only provide the food but also clean it up with nothing other than what clothing I had on. It was endearing.
But please, never do it again.
Love,
Mama
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