Classic

We were just lounging around last night and Clara pouts her lips, droops her eyes, and hangs her head low; she looks at me and says, "Clara's sad" in a cute, quiet voice.

"Oh, your sad." I reply with concern. "What can I do to make you happy?" And I grab her and give her a huge hug and start tickling her. She starts laughing and smiling. I stop and she asks to be tickled again.

Classic memory!