The Best Brother

Jerzy came down the stairs this morning with an issue weighing heavily on his little shoulders:

Jerzy:  Mom?  Kolbe wants me to be his best brother but I am Marcel's best brother. 

Mom:  Well, they're both lucky because they both get to have you.   

Marcel:  C'mon Mom, Jerzy is total sweetness and I want him to be my best brother.  

Of all the problems in our lives, I'm thinking this is a good one to have.