Squishy Burrito? What?!? So, I was walking the streets of Denver with a good friend, and a boy (later to be known as Cster). I decide we should eat. "What do you feel like?" my good friend ask me. "A squishy burrito" answers Cster squishing my muscleless arm.
Jump forward a few years. The good friend is now my sister-in-law and Cster and I enjoy the mountains walking to our mailbox with our 4 children Mster, Lster and Kster, and Nikster.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Just Me.
Mster: I'm so happy to see Auntie M Me: I'm so happy to see her too. Mster: Not you, just me.
Mster: I'm really missing Auntie M Me: I know Mster. I miss Auntie M too. Mster: No you miss Auntie M, just me.
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Am I allowed to miss Mster back or is that a one at a time feeling too?
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Am I allowed to miss Mster back or is that a one at a time feeling too?
:)
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