Dear Eleanor,
I like to call you Ella Bella. I think it's a nickname that suits you well. Every time I call you that, I am thankful that I didn't decide to name you Betty. Why you ask? You are the warmest baby in the world, my own personal furnace. This would be great if it weren't 70+ degrees in October. As the world's warmest baby, you sweat, a lot. If I had named you Betty, I would have to call you Sweaty Betty. I hope that you cool off by the time you start school, or I fear your classmates will have no choice but to call you Smelly Ellie.
Love,
Mommy
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