Friday, October 10, 2008

My BIG brother.

Ólafur was sick and stayed home today, so I took him with me to drop Finnur off at daycare.

As we approached the building, two kids were looking at us through the fence. They were calling out a name (Alex I think), for some unknown reason.
Anyway, Finnur apparently thought they were talking about Ólafur so he ran to fence, went right up to their faces and told them in his loud booming voice:

"His name is Ólafur, he is 7 years old, and he is my brother!"

Ólafur and I rolled over laughing. He repeated the spiel to everybody inside. I guess he´s kind of proud of his big brother.


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