Me: Punk do you have a dinosaur that Yoda can take to the zoo with us? (We're off to the dinosaur exhibit)
Punk: Of course I do.
Me: Thanks - make sure it's not one you really care about in case she loses it.
Punk: (genuinely affronted) What kind of brother do you think I am?! I'm not gonna send her to the zoo with some third rate, plastic, dentist office dinosaur!
Thank God he has his priorities straight.