I love food! When I was little, I had my share of McDonalds happy meals. Granted, I usually had mine with the Filet-O-Fish, since I was already pescatarian, almost vegetarian, by age 9.
I remember being stoked by the concept of a Happy Meal: a meal that makes you happy! To me, this was fairy dust and magic beans. Along with the implied magic of the Happy Meal, it also symbolized sharing and the joy of doing something special. If happiness was on the menu, then I wanted it.