Wet washcloth in hand, I was wrestling my 2-year-old to get her messy lunch face cleaned up before her afternoon nap. She was resisting and squawking until she decided to use words to remedy the situation.
"Knock, knock," said she.
"Who's there?" asked I.
"Leaf," said she.
"Leaf who?" asked I.
"Leaf me alone!" giggled my now clean-faced little sweetie.