Tylenol. Tylenol?!

Speaking of Cordelia's wordiness, she just threw down this gauntlet (she's been sick with a rotten cold since Friday).

Me: Time for bed, sweetie.

CML: Sweetie! Poop. Diaper.

Me: Yes. I will change you first. You need a good rest, and then you will start to feel better.

CML: Rest. Better. Nap! Hop!

Me: Yes, here's your bunny. Do you need anything else?

CML: Yes.

Me: What do you need?

CML: Meds!

Me: You'd like some medicine?

CML: Yes. MEDS! Tylenol.

Me: What? Did you just say Tylenol?

CML: YES! TYLENOL! Do it! (pause) Please.