I had a cold, and ran out of tissues. So I'd been using toilet paper for my constantly needy nose, and my dearest daughter wanted to take care of me, so she picked up the role from the coffee table and sat on the floor by the couch, telling me SHE would be the toilet paper holder. I could just take it as I need it, just like in the bathroom. Poor dear had her arm out and ready and everything. Precious.
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