
Memories of growing up with my big-brother Daniel:
*Remember sitting at opposite sides of the living room and sliding our hot wheels back and forth to each other. We even had nicknames for the cars that we would yell out as we pushed them to the other side of the room. "Here comes Meatloaf!"
*Remember getting into fights in the pool because i thought you were showing off to whosever friends were over at the time and we nearly drowned each other in the pool. (not the greatest memory but it just came to my mind)
*Remember going with mom to pick up all the film at the airport and we used to walk around with each others arms slung over each others shoulder. We looked liked the best of friends until you saw us from behind and noticed that we were pinching each others neck.
*Remember how I was the interior design enthusiast at age 8 and would rearrange the bedroom at least twice a week. I know you hated that - but the room always ended up clean in the end didn't it?
*Remember playing hot lava monster on the bunk beds. We would gather up all the pillows and blankets and pile them on the floor in front of the beds so when we fell off the top we would land on something soft rather then the hardwood floors.
*Remember making forts out of sheets and blankets hung from the walls and bunk-beds in our room.
*Remember taking that extra long sheet and stretching it over the floor vents and cranking up the AC and climbing inside so we could stay cool during the summer.
*Remember walking over to Planet Video renting Mortal Kombat almost every weekend and watching it over and over. We could have saved a lot of money if we just bought it.
*Remember when Pogs were cool, and we would walk to Bruno's Pizza Parlor and play that game where you direct the crane arm to pick up as many Pogs as it could get.
*And remember how cold you like the room to be when you sleep so you would have the fan on high and the window open in the middle of the winter, meanwhile your partially ethiopian brother (ME) sleeping in the bed below you had to sleep with at least 8 blankets and still never stayed warm during the night.
Anyway, I hope you have an awesome birthday big brother. Let me know if you ever get the urge to play with some hot-wheels cause there all down here in the basement. Thanks for all the memories over the years. Happy Birthday!