Jazz Hands!

On Wednesday night, M comes dancing down the hallway, pausing at its door.
Suddenly she breaks into song

"Mom I’ve got a proposition for you a PROPOSITION for YOU!
We are out of cheesy popcorn,
Yes it’s true, yes, its true
There is no cheesy popcorn, and I am feeling blue!
Feeling blue! Feeling Blue!
If you will buy some cheesy popcorn I will eat it all!
Eat it all! Just for me! None for you!
So, PLEASE mom, CAN we HAVE some CHEEESSSYYYY P.O.P.C.O.R.N?"

Or something like that. Complete with dance moves and an ending on bended knee with jazz hands.
I had to give her props for the most creative begging I’d seen in a while. Almost as good as when she was four and she spelled out “PLS by Choclate” in Alpahbits, ABC magnets and the dust on the TV.