All boy

So Allan was sitting in front of the couch playing with something. Griffith was behind him on the couch. I don't remember why I wanted Griff to come over to me, but I called him and he slid down and started walking in my direction. As he passed his brother, he reached out and completely, perfectly, nonchalantly and without pausing in his step, smacked him on the back of the head. Just what you do when you walk past your brother. As natural as breathing.