Pre-school circa 2014. Driving my 4 year old to the local preschool we typically listened to (and sang along with) pop radio on the way in. Every morning all the children would line up outside and walk in, the director would say "Good morning." morning to each child and they were instructed to reply, "Good morning, Ms. Lori."
This particular morning me and mine had been out and about early getting stuff done and jamming tunes on the radio since about 8, then it came time to drop the child off at 11, just as lunchtime-radio was kicking into energetic music mode. We pull up, I remove the 10 clamps holding the child in her seat and aim her at the student line which was already moving.
All the kids are quietly waiting in line, mines in the very back still grooving to the music in her head. She gets up to the director and the director says, "Good morning." My little blond ball of fluff looked up at the director, raised her first in the air as if in protest and yelled,
"TURN DOWN FOR WHAT!" and rocked into the classroom.
Proudest moment of my life.