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.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Squishy?
Today Mster started referring to me as "Squishy". Well, not really Squishy but the real name behind the cybersquishy. She thought my reaction was hilarious and I've been doing damage control since this afternoon. I've finally gotten my response to a point where I don't smile and can actually look at her in the eye and tell her to start calling me Mommy.
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