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.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Mster: Is Tutu my Grandma? Me: Yes. Mster: Okay, then I will swim with Tutu, Grandma, and Uncle D but not with you because you are nothing to me.