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.
Friday, July 03, 2009
Confusing a 4 year old
Today I turn a day older. Mster's a bit confused. She's wondering why I'm not taller than yesterday.
Ok, I just realized that I read your post as being that you had turned a "year" older rather than a "day" older. I don't traditionally wish people happy birthday every time they turn a day older. So you have confused a 33-year-old as well.
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Happy belated birthday!
Ok, I just realized that I read your post as being that you had turned a "year" older rather than a "day" older. I don't traditionally wish people happy birthday every time they turn a day older. So you have confused a 33-year-old as well.
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