My second son is a natural reader.  Unfortunatly my oldest has had a little bit of a hard time really getting it.  He had convinced himself that he couldn't do it.  Though I would hear him reading signs and other 2-3 word phrases, when he thought nobody was listening.  So, I kept encouraging him and he finally started reading with me when the rest of the family was out of earshot.  A few weeks ago he started to read to Daddy.  And yesterday, for the first time he read to Grandma.  It's great!  He just needed to realize we all make mistakes from time to time (hard to figure out when you are surrounded by perfect people, ya right) and that the important thing was to try and when you make a mistake, correct yourself.  Now he joyfully reads instead of complaining about it.  I am a happy Mommy!