"Daddy?" A small voice echoed in the otherwise silent kitchen.

"What's up sunshine?" Blaine turned around from the counter where he and his husband were making breakfast to face their daughter.

"Do you like this picture?" A five years old held the drawing in front of her chest so he could see.

"It's beautiful." Blaine smiled at her and caressed her cheek.

"Dad?" She asked again and Kurt knew it was his turn to give an opinion about the picture.

"I think it's lovely, sweetie. Do you want me to put it on the fridge?"

"No. It's for Uncle Finn. Do you think he will like it?" Blaine observed the picture once more and realized the big man on it was probably his brother in law.

"Of course. He is gonna love it. I'm sure of it."

"Great. Do you think it will make him smile? You always smile when Nate and I give you a picture."

"Yes, he will most definitely smile."

"Okay." The little girl said and bounced on her feet. "I'm going to give it to him right now."

"Nellie, Uncle Finn is still sleeping. Wait until he wakes up."

"But I don't want him to be sad anymore. I want him to smile and be happy…" The fathers exchanged confused sights. Kurt sat on the chair and put his daughter onto his lap.

"Why do you think Uncle Finn is sad?"

"He cried yesterday when you were talking. We saw him…" Blaine kneeled in front of them and took her hands into his.

"Uncle Finn wasn't crying because he was sad, princess. He was crying because he was really happy." Nellie looked at him with a frown, clearly not believing him a single word. People don't cry when they are happy. They smile and laugh. She was five. She wasn't a small girl that didn't know a thing about difference between being sad and being happy.

"I don't cry when I'm happy." She stated. "I only cry when I'm sad. Why didn't he laugh instead?" Kurt shook his head with an amused smile.

"Because sometimes adults are so happy that they start to cry. And yesterday those were happy tears, sweetheart. I promise, Uncle Finn isn't sad."

"Go change yourself from your pajamas. You can help us with breakfast while waiting for him to get up." Blaine suggested and she nodded, still confused why adults would cry when they weren't sad. It just seemed stupid.

On the way to her room she passed the guest room and curiosity took over her. She slowly opened the door to convince herself that her beloved uncle was really sleeping – which he was. Closing the door behind her she run to her brother's room.

"Nate?" She whispered to the room. No response. "Nate?" She came to the bed where the silhouette of her brother under the sheets was visible. Nate was apparently sleeping as well as Finn. She nudged him with a little too much force for a five years old. "Nate?"

"Hmmm?" Her brother's head appeared as she threw the blanket off of him.

"Are you sleeping?" She asked innocently.

"Not anymore." Nate murmured. God knows he loved his sister to death but sometimes she drove him nuts.

"Look." She said, showing the picture right in front of his sleepy eyes.

"Nice."

"It's for Uncle Finn. So he wouldn't be sad." Nate sat up immediately. He had nothing for his uncle to make him happy. He wasn't very artistic. At least that was what his parents told when they didn't want to say that he was a helpless case in the matter of the arts. In fact, Nellie and Nate couldn't sing or dance but on the top of it all, Nate couldn't even draw.

"Don't worry." Nellie tried to comfort him as soon as she felt the tension in him. "I signed both of us. See?" She pointed on the bottom of the picture. There were two neat signatures in child handwriting.

"Thank you…I wish I could do a picture myself." Nate sighed.

"You can do pictures yourself. You just don't like them." Nellie reminded him.

"Because they are awful…"

"Well, you can't be good at everything." She said with a wisdom of her own. "You are the smartest kid in the whole class. You can do much more that draw a picture. One day you can be a doctor. That's how smart you are. I can draw a picture but I can't be a doctor. I'm not clever enough for it. But you are, Nate. One day you'll help grandpa Burt to get better when he will be in a hospital again. And you won't have to worry about drawing pictures because the kids you will be helping to heal will draw them for you."

"Yeah, I could do that." Nate smiled and scooted closer to the wall so his sister could sit on the bed next to him.

"Daddy said Uncle Finn wasn't sad when he was crying but I think he was lying."

"Why did he cry then?"

"They told me sometimes adults cry when they are very happy…but it's weird. Don't you think?"

"Yeah. I cry only when I'm sad. Dad cried when grandpa Burt was in the hospital last year and daddy held him for a long time then. Do you remember? They were both sad."

"I remember. We drew them a picture…Let's go to Uncle Finn's room. Maybe he is up." Nellie proposed and Nate was out of the bed in an instant. They silently came to the room and opened the door. Finn was peacefully sleeping and two siblings didn't know what to do next. Nellie knew their dads would be upset with them if they woke their uncle up. So they climbed to his bed and put their little heads on his chest. Cuddling was great when someone was sad. It made them feel better. There were thousands of moments where cuddling was needed in an Anderson-Hummel family and Nellie and Nate were the best cuddlers in the whole world. Their fathers said so and they never lied. Well, except for the strange crying because I'm happy thing but the kids knew there was something behind it and still considered their parents trustworthy.

"Good morning." Finn told them as soon as they found the position on his sides.

"We have a picture for you." Nellie said and gave him the paper. Finn sat up so he could look at it better and a big smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, guys. This is amazing."

"It's us when you took us to the park in Columbus." Finn observed the picture. There was a big men standing next to the merry-go-round with the two kids sitting on it.

"We were happy there, remember?" She asked anxiously as she thought her uncle could forget about the trip.

"Yes, of course I remember. It was a great day we had together."

"We don't want you to be sad, Uncle Finn." Nate said in a whisper.

"Buddy, I'm not sad." Finn assured him and kissed the top of their heads. "I'm actually pretty happy." He grinned and brought them closer to him.

"But you were crying yesterday when you were talking to dad and daddy." Nate reminded him.

"That's true. I was. But not because I was sad. It was because I was very very happy." The siblings sighed. What's with the adults crying when they are happy?!

"Do you want to know a secret?" Finn asked them in a hushed voice. "But you can't tell anyone." He continued and eyed them. They nodded fervently and zipped their lips to let him know there weren't going to tell a soul. Finn outstretched his arm and took something from a nightstand table.

"Look at this." He was holding a small black paper with some kind of weird shape on it.

"Is it a photo of the Universe?" Nate was sure he saw the similar pictures in his encyclopedias.

"No, it's not a photo of the Universe. It's a photo of a baby."

"A baby?" The siblings asked together, looking at the picture with the eyes wide open.

"Where is a baby?"

"Here." Finn pointed on something that looked like a bean.

"It's a baby without a body?" Nellie really didn't understand what her uncle was trying to show them.

"No, it is a body of a baby but it is very small now. The baby needs to grow up in mummy's tummy."

"You took a picture of a baby in a tummy?" Nate couldn't believe it. A picture of the universe would be so much cooler.

"Well, yeah. It's the first photo of your cousin. Aunt Suzie and I are going to have a baby in a few months."

"We'll be cousins?" Nellie shrieked in excitement.

"Yes. You will. You will be the most amazing cousins in the whole world. What do you say? Do you like it?" Nate's face probably hurt from how big his smile was. Maybe a photo of the universe would be cooler that a photo of a baby bean but being a big cousin topped everything.

"When does it get out of the tummy?" He asked.

"It will take a little while. The baby should be born in the middle of summer."

"Great! We won't be at school! Can I help you push the carrier? I love pushing carrier. Please, please, please." Nellie pleaded.

"Yes. Of course you can."

"Is it a girl or a boy?"

"We don't know yet, Nate."

"Can you choose?"

"No, we can't choose." Finn laughed at him.

"But dad and daddy chose us."

"Yes, they could choose you because you were already born. My baby isn't born yet."

"It isn't born but you know it's already yours?"

"Well, yeah. It's mine and Aunt Suzie."

"Does Aunt Suzie have the baby in her tummy?"

"Yes, she does."

"Were you crying yesterday because you can't choose if it's a boy or a girl?" Nate asked compassionately.

"No, buddy. I don't care if it's a girl or a boy. I cried because we wanted to have a baby for a long time and we finally will be having one. I'm so happy."

"So you adults really cry when you are happy?"

"Yes, we do." Finn nodded. "It's stupid, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is." Nate and Nellie giggled.

"We love you, Uncle Finn." Nellie said and hugged him. Nate just smiled and raised his hand to give his uncle high five.

"I love you both too."