So, earlier tonight, I'm babysitting my nephews (one is 2 months old and one is nearly 2 years old). The two month old is crying, and I've exhausted my meager repertoire of "convince baby to stop crying" tricks. This prompts the following conversation with the two year old:
Me: Lior, I can't get your brother to stop crying. Do I fail at aunthood or what? Lior (with his most angelic smile): Yeah.