Simone turns 5 tomorrow (5am if I recall).
One thing we've done for most of her 5th year (yah, her 5th year) was running hugs.
She'll tell me to stand in just the right spot. I crouch down with my arms open wide. I have to have my mouth open, in a big gape. If I don't, she reminds me.
She goes to the other side of the room, puts her arms out wide, opens her mouth open wide, and runs full speed at me, slowing to swerve around any objects in the way.
At full-tilt, she collides with me and we both fall down giggling.
It looks like a slow-motion fight scene where the two guys are screaming at each other. Only it's Simone and me and it's nothing but love.
I hope they continue when she's 5.