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.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Booby
Mster is learning how to read and write. So far her writing has just been her name and her families names but today she made some "progress". While I was putting Lster down for a nap she asked if she could have some paper. When I came down she told me that she had written "booby". And she had. I checked her paper. She wrote booby. I asked her what booby meant and she apparently doesn't know. Congratulations Mster you're a writer.
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