The Brother, the one who is always asked to be patient, considerate, tolerant, gets the short end of the shit stick. It is hard to be The Brother.

Today he realised his runners were in the room where The Boy is currently playing on the PlayStation.

The Parent: Please find your runners. Let me know if you need me to go get them for you.
The Brother: OK

A few minutes later.

The Brother: I went into the bedroom to get my runners and The Boy didn’t even give out to me.
The Parent: That is great. Thanks for letting me know. He is doing really well at the moment.
The Brother: Yeah, he is.