This morning during breakfast I was trying to explain to Future President that Uncle J is Daddy’s Brother and that Uncle A is my brother.
“Do you have a brother?” I asked him.
“Yes!” he replied. “I’m Grammy’s brother. Grandpa no have brother. He needs new brother.”
“Ok,” I said, deciding it wasn’t worth trying to explain the nitty gritty of familial relationships.
“Auntie B your sister,” he told me. Which is kind of true. She’s my sister in law.
Then I started to wonder if he had taken in more than we’ve given him credit for – Grandpa has lost a “brother,” a best friend. He does need a new one.
Now I’m just trying to figure out why he thinks he is Grammy’s brother. Stay tuned for Toddler Idea Dissection 101.