This was fun.

I met Kristin in the 4th grade. And we were inseperable growing up. Except for when she had a boyfriend when we were 15 (but we don't talk about that). I'm 5'9. She's 4'11 (or somewhere close to that--she's short. Real short). She is a morning person. Me, not so much. She's terrified (and I mean shrieking terrified) of bees and loves poppyseed muffins. Her parents home growing up was my second home. We used to jump on the tramp with giant water balloons, penny tap and doorbell ditch, and lived for steel-the-flag on Friday nights. She used to bring a camera with us everywhere we went. I never did. In fact, I often got angry at her for taking so many pictures.
And her husband. . .he drives a 4-Runner. Need I say more?
Love your guts Kristin.