The other day I had the little boys sitting with me reading books. I normally let each boy pick a book, and when it is their book, they get to sit in my lap, and if it is not their book, they sit on either side of me (this is our most current reading method). At any rate, C had not picked out a book yet, and I had started reading L's book to him so N and C were on either side of me.
As I read (and didn't interrupt or direct in any way, shape or form), N saw C didn't have a book.
Ki-ki, boot? Boot? Where boot?
He jumps down, grabs a book, and hands it to C.
C takes it and says Gank guuuuu, and N climbs up again to finish reading.
Ok, sweet boys. You're getting it. I'm so so so proud!