"Brother, how was your nap?"
"Mmrph. Wz gd."
"Oh, I'm so glad, Brother!"
"Mmm."
"Now you tell me how was MY nap, Isaac!"
"Mmm."
"Isaac, tell me the
question!"
"Theo, how wz yr np."
"It was good. How is your breakfast, Brother?"
"'S fine."
"Oh, I'm so glad!"
[silence]
"BROTHER! You tell me how is MY breakfast!"
[hostile stare] "How's yr brkfst, Theo?"
"It's very good. Mommy's a good cook, isn't she?"
"Mmmm."
"No, you hafta say Mommy's a good COOK, Isaac!"
[whispering, in hopes that Mommy doesn't hear, through clenched teeth] "Theo, I'm trying to eat breakfast. Can you just . . . go . . . somewhere else?"
"That's not very nice to say, Brother."
"Grmmph."
"No, it's not. Not very nice. Now you hafta say something nice to me."
[silence]
"BROTHER! Say something NICE to me!"
"M - o - o - o - m!"
"Don't talk to me, kid, I haven't finished my coffee yet."
"Theo, you are . . . very . . . cheerful."
"Oh, thank you Brother! You're so cheerful, too! I love Brother."
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