Broverloaded

In Mike's bedroom planning my guided reading lessons, listening to The Bad Plus (thanks to Lizzy) and drinking white wine. Floating into the bedroom are the sounds of 20-something males hooting and making jokes and talking about Doctor Reports.

For now, I will stay in my little world with Mike's touch lamp to avoid broverload.

Oops, getting called by the bros who are hunting through the internet for something ridiculous, I'm sure.

Sure, they may talk a lot about tea bags and farts but they are like the clan of brothers I never had.