Little Brothers

In case I never mentioned it before, I have seven brothers. Yes, seven. 7. Two older, five younger. I grew up with 4 and we adopted the last three when I came to college. Seven boys. That’s a lot. And if there’s one thing I know, its that boys can say some pretty hilarious stuff…. especially when they’re young! My brother Jeff and I about died laughing last night after this conversation we had with our youngest brother, Kevin (age 7). 

Me: Do you like Aric?
Kevin: Yes, he plays with me.
Jeff: I bet you don’t like him as much as you like Chloe.
Me: Who’s Chloe?
Kevin (whispers): She’s my girlfriend. But don’t tell mom. I’m only seven.
Me (whispering): Can I tell you a secret?
Kevin (whispering still): Yes!
Me (whispering): Aric is my boyfriend.
Kevin (in complete amazement): You found one?!