In my house we often said nasties to each other but no one outside of the house could insult our siblings. I remember once a bunch of kids wanted to beat me up (must’ve had something to do with my mouth) and my brother stood up for me and said no one was going to hit his sister. We went home and I asked him why he did that, he said “You’re my sister!”
In my house we often said nasties to each other but no one outside of the house could insult our siblings. I remember once a bunch of kids wanted to beat me up (must’ve had something to do with my mouth) and my brother stood up for me and said no one was going to hit his sister. We went home and I asked him why he did that, he said “You’re my sister!”