I had to resolve some urgent issues, my husband was late at work and I had to ask my brother to take care of my 5 month old daughter. I left him the food and everything he could need. An hour later, I entered the house without any noise so as not to wake the baby. I saw the following: my 30-year-old brother and 110 kg of muscles, wrapped in a tiger blanket as if it were a robe, fed my baby. He said he wanted to feel like Madonna. Now I have a reason for mockery for the next 20 years.
