boy or beast

J was filling out her application for the Math thing next year. As I was reading it she told me that it start out alright but then it got wierd.

Last summer my Mom was taking some college classes and working and my dad was at most of the day. So I had to take care of my brother who is five years younger than me.

Sounds good so far.

On Monday mornings I had to make sure that he woke up and ate breakfast before he was picked up for golf.

True.

When he got home I would have to make lunch for him.

Yup.

On the other days of the week I also had to make sure that he was fed and I usually ended playing some games with him.

J said that sometimes she would play catch with him but adding to the application would really make him sound like our third dog.

Guess we could have crate trained him after all.