Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Enough said - the meatballs eventuated...

But not in 3D.

Every day is either the worst or the best of her life, and as soon as she detects the slightest flaw in her richly imagined perfection of a day, the latter becomes the former...

Daddy put things right by the end, and she went to bed with a smile on her face and a song in her heart (echoing through the house)