A Member Of The Long-Engagement Camp

(At a family gathering, my parents are recounting one of the singles outings where they met.)

Mom: “…and since my tent was broken, and it was pouring rain, [dad] was nice enough to let me sleep in his. Eventually we started dating, and three years later we got married.”

(She gestures to me.)

Mom: “And then three years after that, we had—”

Uncle: *interrupting, talking to my dad* “You got her into your sleeping bag on the first night, and it took you three years to marry her?!”