Mama: [Tucking Eliana, who has a cold, under the covers for Quiet Time] Okay, honey, just read your book and I'll go get a Kleenex for your nose. [Continuing to straighten covers and tuck them under her legs]
Eliana: [pausing, thinking, then nodding understandingly] That's short for Toilet Paper, right, Mama?
Eliana: [pausing, thinking, then nodding understandingly] That's short for Toilet Paper, right, Mama?
