I've got another one for ya.
Last Friday was Spencer's spike day, mine was the next day. Friday night he ran to the gas station to by some junk food to snack on and came back with a pack of those big M&M cookies. I immediately declared my spike day was starting a night early.
He took one out to eat, I took two.
After a little while (like maybe 10 minutes) I asked him to pass me the cookies, which he did, but not before taking two more out of the package for himself for later.
He knows me so well!