Tilly is in the bath relaxing after a big day out. She sometimes gets her face wet and can't abide by it. At which point I must come dry her face with a towel. For the umpteenth time I was called - "MAMA!! I've got a wet face!!" "Do you love? What do you need me to do about it?" (I was over the whole wet face thing at this point) ... To which she replied, "You can say, 'Oh my goodness you have a wet face' and then you can come in here." So I considered myself told......
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