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Sixteen-year-old boys are irritating creatures, but so easy to get rid of.
Me: Dylan, come give your sister a hug.
Dylan: Get away from me!
Me: But I love my baby brother! Besides, I just put perfume on - don't you want to smell like jasmine and sandalwood too?
Dylan: :-O
And then I don't see him for quite some time. I just love being the eldest.
Me: Dylan, come give your sister a hug.
Dylan: Get away from me!
Me: But I love my baby brother! Besides, I just put perfume on - don't you want to smell like jasmine and sandalwood too?
Dylan: :-O
And then I don't see him for quite some time. I just love being the eldest.