The problem with introducing my friends to my youngest brother of nine years old is that he will start comparing us. Each time we leave a friend's wedding, he will pop the question in the car ride home.
"Why aren't you married?"
Usually I laugh him off and tell him the things I'd rather do with the money people spend on weddings, like buy a house or travel somewhere exciting. Today I decided to humour him.
"I don't know. Who should I marry anyway?"
"I don't know, anybody."
"Does anybody has a name?"
"How should I know!" At this point he was squirming in his seat, whining from my unsatisfactory answers.
"Ask me again when anybody has a name."
And then I told him the things I'd rather do with the money people spend on weddings.
1 comment:
good luck! haha
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