BPOV
"Mama, when will I get married?" Carlie asked as I was reading her a bed-time story.
"Why?" I chuckled, "Anyway, it's a long time to go."
"How long?" she asked.
"When you will be Thirty year old." I said.
"Thirty?" she got up on the bed, "Three Zero or one three?"
"Three zero." I smiled. "Now sleep."
"Ohh... It's a long time." she sighed and lied on the bed.
"Why are you so excited about getting married?" I teased.
"So that I will get to wear a nice dress, and I will get a boy with whom I will play together." she said.
Her answer made me laugh out loud.
"You didn't show me your wedding album yet." she got up again.