Dear Matthew,
The stars seemed to be aligned correctly. You weren't fussy, Daddy was even able to lull you to sleep. Mommy wasn't exhausted, and there was clean counter space available.
All we wanted was a simple hand print or footprint, captured in plaster forever.
Let's just say this evening was a disaster. I'm simply going to have to buy another kit and try again. Or hire a professional.
No worries though... you are still very much loved.
Love, Mommy
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Say what?! He's a teenager already?!?
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