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Picture this...Christmas Eve. Tons of family. Children running in circles everywhere. Adults mingling and stuffing their faces. A momentary break in the chaos.
Mster: Hey Arfanser*, I want some cake.
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Nothing like the Christmas spirit to walk down to the tree and find out that Santa brought everyone (incl. your 2 yr old) a nerf gun. Presents were delayed a good 1/2-3/4 hour while WWIII broke out.
and nothing like dodging mounds of Christmas presents when WWIII resurfaced after everthing was open.
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Let it Snow. Let it Snow. Let it Snow.
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Oh the fun of conquering, one sheep at a time.
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I've never had to bribe for friends, BUT who's my friend now.
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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.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
What did you say?
Perhaps your daughter is crying for any attention when she says "tell me to stop hitting my toy against her potty", while hitting her toy against her potty.
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Cster: Mster did you go poop?
Mster: no
Cster: hmm...maybe its just dinner
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Cster: Mster did you go poop?
Mster: no
Cster: hmm...maybe its just dinner
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