Happy happy birthday Eldar!. I thought it only right to dedicate this blogg to you. So i decided I’m going to tell a few bedtime stories about when we were little, and what we used to do.
I remember this one time, Eldar had his friends from school over. I thought that was so exiting, cause they were older than me, and a little bit frightening. So I would hang by their heels wherever they went. Around the house, on the lawn, in the woods.. I was so scared i was gonna miss out. But, as I have understood later, Eldar did not like his little sister hanging around when he was with his friends. Vårin: Can you go in the house and get me a glass of wather? He said. I hesitated. But… Will you promise not to leave? Shure.. Don’t go anywhere. I wanna come!. -No, we wont go anywhere, just get me that glass of wather. When I came out with the glass of wather in my hand, they were long gone.
Speaking of feching things. At supper one evening, Christer was missing a fork. So he asked Eldar to get one. But Eldar was not as good willed as I had been when I feched him the whater. He absolutley refused to go the 10 feet to the kitchen drawer. Christer would certainly not go, because he was the older one, and should not have to walk. Besides, he was, and I must say still is, very fond of arguing, and very good at it too. So Eldar would not back down, and Christer would not back down, and they spent half the supper quarreling about it, until I finally got so fed up with it, I sot up, took four steps to the drawer and piked up the disputed fork. There you go, Christer exclaimed in a very demonstrative way, Vårin is a good sister! As if saying Eldar was not, because he didn’t get the fork. There was a certain age, I think around the time Lidvar went off to Tyrifjord, that Eldar and Christer was ALWAYS fighting. I was sitting in the livingroom trying to do my homework, and in the sofa next to me, Eldar and Christer was fighting like mad. Friendly fighting, og course. Just to demonstrate who’s the strongest. I believe thet is why our couch is so worn out, and I have the blessing of being able to consentrate even though there’s lots of noise around me. Than you;)
Me and Eldar used to do lots of things together. We had a job, washing our parents institute. Eldar would put on Axel F on the lousy computer speakers, and we’d jump around dancing while washing. It was never boreing to wash, as long as Eldar was around. Another time, we were in the garage, and eldar was going to hammer a nail through a plastic bottle. He missed the bottle, but not his finger.. Oh, and there was blood! He almost decapitaded his thomb too once, trying to split a rope with a dull axe. He missed then too. In the summer my mom had made me a beautiful new dress. She had just finished it, and i was going to wear it, seing it was friday night. Out on the lawn, someone had left the wheelbarrel. I jumped in, and Eldar eagerly pushed me around. Around the lawn, ount on the road, down the hill. And guess what lies around the bend, after the hill? My childhood swimming place, the river. Do you think the wheelbarrel will stay afloat? We looked at eachother. There’s only one way to find out! Me and the wheelbarrel and my new dress got just about far enough out into the river to reach the deep end, and then we went down all three, gracefully and slow, better than the freaking Titanic! You should have seen mom’s face when we came back from the river on a friday night, dripping wet both of us. But that wasnt the only thing we did during the summer’s. We built a house out of our swing, and made homade caramell candy, to sell in our kiosk. Of course, I had to be the one to take the bicycleride into town to buy the ingredients. I guess I drew the short straw for being the youngest again. Or maybe I was just the girl.. I don’t remember if our store was profitable, bud we did have a great deal of customers, and hardly ever any leftovers. Eldar was the one who thought me how to rollerblade. He was always very good at that.
Me and Eldar used to have sleepovers. That is, I used to sleep over in his room on ocation, like weekends and such. That was always fun. One time, I slept over because mom and dad werent home, and I became scared of the monsters beneath the bed. Eldar thought that was ridicilous, and was kind enough to walk the floor for me, to show me that no monsters were grabbing his feel whan he walked close to the bed. But I still wasn’t convinced, so he took me on a ride in the officechair around the floor. That way my feet didn’t touch the ground. After the chair ride Eldar had finally convinced me to look to see if there were any monsters, and shure enough, we couldnt find any. So I bravely put my feet down, ran as fast as I could back and forth across the floor, and jumped right back in bed. We did it! I walked the floor!.
So thank you Eldar for being my brother, and chasing away the monsters. Love you!
