A scene from dinner.

Mom: *brings phone to table, starts to dial*
Kerrin: Mom, do you have to do that now?
Mom: Well, somebody told me-
Me: That you had a boyfriend.
Eddie: Who looked like a girlfriend.
Me: That I had in February of last year. It's not confidential.
Eddie: I've got potential.
Me: Rushin' and rushin' a-rou-ou-ou-ound, DA DA!
Both: *satisfied grins*

I love my geeky, skinny, never-going-to-have-a-date-ever nine-year-old brother.