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.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Mr. Fixit
About an eon ago, Lster put a nickel in the door hingey thingy peice. He's been bugging me ever since to get it out. I tried a few times to use my finger, a screwdriver and even a knife to no success.
One day whilest drying my hair Lster brought up the nickel dilemma yet again. I told him that someday we would probably have to take the whole thing apart some day.
That some day was yesterday. While I was dealing with the attack of the killer homework downstairs, Lster found a screwdriver, took out the screws and proudly got out his nickel.
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