I spend every afternoon from 3:15 until 4:05 killing time with my oldest (E) and youngest (G) sons waiting for their brother get out of school. Sometimes we race around the soccer field, or go to the playground (along with a group of high-schoolers who aren't exactly 'high on life'), sometimes we go to the store or run an errand, and sometimes we just sit in the car and talk or read.
G's favorite reading lately isn't a book, but any toy catalog that winds up in the mailbox or the newspaper (he keeps a folder of them in his room and pours over every page for hours). E will read anything that's in front of him. Books, manuals, yogurt containers, anything to possibly quench his insatiable thirst for more information. Today I had a stack of ads that came in the mail from Costco, REI, Dick's Sporting Goods, and Puff's tissues.
After talking about his day for a while, E piped up, "Mom, I want to look at dicks," then laughing, "The ad for Dick's."