When I was talking to Holt about their upcoming birthday.
Me: Hey Holt. Do you know that you have a birthday coming up?
Me: You do? Well, how old are you going to be on your birthday?
Win walking toward me carrying a toy that has been taken apart.
Win: Oh no! Oh no!
Me: What’s wrong buddy? Did your toy come apart?
Win: Holt did it.
Me: You’re already selling your brother out?