I was 6 or 7,went to a religious school. One day I was over my best friends house next door. Ernie and me are playing with something -his father used to bring home high quality ball bearings twice the size or more of marbles,fun to watch them roll on a floor with the slightest slope. Like magic.- And I got the idea that since he and I were best friends I would tell him "Ernie,do you know we are brothers?" I was taught that and it sounded right. He never looks up and says as calm as can be "No your not,my brother is over there". His brother Michael.
I never said that again over the last half century.