I guess I'm doing *something* right...

This morning Ole asked if he could eat the last cinnamon roll.  I told him he could, but that he'd have to share it with Luke.  He said ok.

He broke it in half ... and gave an equal part to Luke.  

Then Luke broke his part in half ... and gave it to me!

OH.  MY.  GOD.  

It was a moment ... and really only a moment ... but it was so genuine.  They both did it without hesitation.  I don't think I'll ever forget it...