So two days ago I'm driving them home from school when the conversation comes up yet again. The older of the two (we'll just call him Big Stuff for now) asks me if the man I'm going to marry is a big guy. Instead of giving them my normal response that if GOD wants me to get married HE'll bring along the man I'm supposed to marry at the right time, I decided to humor them. I said that I didn't know, what did he think? So Big Stuff (named because he's the bigger built of the two) answers:
"I think you're going to marry a BIG man!"
Little Red, the other twin, has been quiet this whole time so I ask him what he thinks. After a brief pause Little Red goes:
"I think you're going to marry a red head handsome dude... like ME!"
Okay maybe I was wrong...