I hijacked this from a distant cousin's blog for your reading enjoyment:

 I was checking Colten in to school late and as we walked into the school we saw Jacksons class playing on the playground. We watched them play for a few minutes and low and behold Jackson and the girl whos name I wont say ran across the playground holding hands. When stuff like that happens in front of me its like manna from heaven - I must use it wisely. So that night when I saw Jackson I asked him about his day, we chatted like normal and I grabbed his hand and looked at. I looked up at him, pointed at his hand and said JACKSON! You held hands today! His eyes got as big as can be, he yanked his hand away and started rubbing it on his jeans all while proclaiming it wasnt true, he wasnt holding hands. I inspected his hand again and said, oh yes you were I can see it, you held hands this morning at recess. He yanked his hand away, walked away rubbing the evidence off all while mumbling under his breath. Classic.