Z: I need a big brother... I think you heard about that.
(she told her dad all about it one morning, and heard him retelling the story to me ... Aparently the conversation started with her telling him she wanted to be married... He asked her wasn't she too young to be married... She said a big brother would be okay...)
M: yeah...
Z: is there a big brother store?
M: no... What about your brother...
Z: no, he needs to be my age, as tall as me...
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