Brotherly love is such an amazing and wonderful thing. Brothers stick together through thick and thin. A brother will always have your back and not turn against you. This of course is all just a fantasy.
Here is the reality. Earlier today our now oldest son (who has taken his new role as big brother to mean that he is the informer on all things his younger brothers are doing) came to inform us that one of the boys had made quite a mess in the bathroom. We acknowledged him and then asked what he wanted us to do about the matter. He said, "Well, you need to clean it up."
"Maybe you should clean it up" was his mother's reply.
His response, "You clean it up. You adopted them."