A box of Kleenexes = Priceless

So, it was my turn to not feel so great and I was laying on the couch with a box of Kleenexes on the floor....Avie started to play a game. She would pull one Kleenex out of the box and then run across the kithchen floor as her shoes clomped, clomped, clomped away and then she'd pull the trash can open, throw away the Kleenex and shut the door. Then she'd giggle her way across the tile and onto the carpet where she'd then....pull another Kleenex from the box and away she'd go!