The little guys were more interested in their Swedish Fish than in talking for a blog (who wouldn't be?), but Dad eventually helped me get them going.

Oldest brother: "At the lake here, I caught a junior-mouth bass."
Dad: "Small."
Oldest brother: "Oh. Right. A smallmouth bass."

As for the basilica?
Middle brother: "We've been there thousands of times. Millions! Billions! Trillions!'

The youngest brother was more interested in observing.

Dad: "I went to Notre Dame. Now I'm the campus ministry director at Holy Cross. These guys were getting a little restless staying at home, so we came here."