Many, many moons ago, when Eldest Daughter was in the first grade, the Late and Unlamented took us all to dinner at a local restaurant.
Shortly after we were seated, Eldest Daughter left the table to go to the rest room, and came back to tell me, quite loudly, that if I didn’t like the paper napkins on the table, “They have cloth ones for sale in the ladies room for a nickel”.
Ah, the joys of motherhood.
And thanks to Norm Feuti for jogging my memory!
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