Toilet paper

I closed and latched the bathroom door behind me so I could have some peace and privacy from the usual mookie attack- which consists of her opening the door and leaving it open- turning the light on and  off and insisting the sink be turned on so she can wash her "hands!". I'm minding my business when I hear mookie scream from the other side of the door- "mommy, mommy!" And with each mommy another tiny piece of toilet paper was slipped under the door for me to use.