I'm just a hand...

Okay so picture this...i'm sitting on the couch watching a movie. Echo had gotten in trouble earlier so when I made popcorn I told her she was naughty and didn't get any. When watching a movie I frequently pull the coffee table all the way up to the couch. I set the popcorn on the table and was eating it and watching a movie. When out of the bottom of my eye I see this little hand creeping in between the couch and the table...only about a 1 inch gap. I said "Echo!, you don't get any popcorn. What do you think you're doing?" When I hear in a whisper, "I'm not Echo...I'm just a hand. I'm just a hand." As she slowly inches closer to the bucket of popcorn carefully feeling around for a spare piece that might have been dropped. I'm sorry, but that was just about the funniest thing ever. I couldn't help but start cracking up, and then in turn she thinks she's funny and starts laughing as well. How could I not give her some after that? Something must be said for an imagination and some creativity eh???