The phone rang. Little Brother grabbed it. I briefly saw the caller ID and knew it was someone from Boy Scouts. Big Brother wasn't home yet, and neither was TheDad. (Therefore, by default, all Boy Scout inquiries are fielded by me.)
"Little Brother, do I need to talk to them?"
"No, Big Brother isn't here....um, OK....I'll tell him."
Immediately, I told Little Brother that if someone needed to leave a message, he should get someone who can write faster than he can. Then I asked who was calling and what they wanted.
"I think it was, like, I can't remember."