Wanna see?

Tonight as I was helping M go to sleep she was picking her nose and said, "I got the boogers out, Dad.  Want to see?"

"No."

She rolled over so that her face was inches from mine, "Want to see my boogers, Dad?"

How did she learn to communicate so well.  We used to wonder what she thought about things and how she felt.  Now we know!  It's amazing that she talks.