"So," he began as we were driving, "I'm part German."
"Yes," I replied. "Your Great-Great-Great Granddad immigrated from Germany."
"And I'm part Irish."
"Well Scot-Irish according to the priest I met in Ireland."
"And I'm part French."
"Yes, Great-Grannie's family is from France."
"And Daddy's part British. That's why I can speak like Harry Potter so well."
(Non-commentating silence)
"So then ...." he paused pensively, "What's ISH?"
"ISH?!" I replied, looking at LK, "ISH is your biological brother."

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