The Merry Little Jig, a.k.a. The Wash Your Hands Dance.
Maya talks about bum-bum germs. Pardon her exceptionally sleep-deprivedness. Depriveitude. Depravity. I don't know what the deal was. But she did perform a fine, fine jig.
Just look at the way her face lights up when I ask her if school has a lot of germs, and how ridiculously proud she is about knowing how to cover your cough with your elbow. THAT'S MY KID. That's MY kid. *preens*