This afternoon Back Seat Girl was in her room singing songs into a "microphone", which was really the brush attachment to an old curling iron. After a few rounds of "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" she announced to her audience, which consisted of Back Seat Boy and I, that "whoever tells me you like my singing two times gets a penny!". I looked at her and realized the pockets of her pants were bulging with loose coins.
So, basically, she emptied her piggy bank to bribe me into giving her a compliment. I'm going to choose to not explore the deeper meaning here.