The other morning, Tess wrote her name on a piece of paper, taped it to her dress, and put on a show. The rest of us — her audience members — each had to write our name on a piece of paper that she marked with a stamp. I have no idea what all of that was about, but she was very serious about it, and it was adorable.
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