I walked into my brother's office one day to find my 5 year old nephew writing his ABC's. He was about halfway through them. I was so proud of him because even though I knew he could recite his ABC's with the best of them, I was not aware that he knew how to write yet.
I walked up to him and happily asked, "Arny, what are you writing?"
His distainful reply was, "I don't know. I can't read!" And then he shot me a look like "why in the world would she even ask me such a stupid question."
If I hadn't been pleased as punch over his accomplishment, I would have shriveled up on the spot with the look he shot me out of the corners of his eyes before he went back to the task at hand.