So I spent my evening watching my cousin Kellie's kids.
Emma, Joe, Lizzie, Dan, and Savvy
It's not the hardest job since they are really good kids and they live in a neighborhood where they can run around and play with all the other kids. So I was just casually sitting in their living room with the door open, keeping an eye on everyone when Emma (who I think is 3) comes running in crying. I scoop her up and give her a big hug, and wait for her to tell me what's wrong, but she doesn't say a thing. After about three minutes of her snuggling me I finally asked what happened and she says, with a big smile, "I got sad, but your hug made me happy!" and then she runs back out to play.