the cleaner

A is an avid user of the napkins. Sure, it might look like she has dumped her entire dinner down the front of her outfit, but her hands and face are wiped clean. So it was no suprise to me that she got up from the snack table where she and E were enjoying their homemade bagel pizzas for lunch.

"Nah-kin! Nah-kin!" she yelled with a sense of urgency.

She then proceeded to turn around, head back to the snack table...and try to wipe the massive smear of pizza sauce off of E's face.
From the looks of it, copious amounts of drool and snot and a dab of pizza sauce is lower in the hierarchy of wipe emergencies than pure tomato sauce. Who knew?