Baby Blue

        This is the story of why I love Baby Blue. I remember that when I was little my grandmother came to visit all the way from Belgium. She had brought with her a little stuffed animal. He was as blue as the ocean and as white as snow with the widest smile going across his whole face.When she gave him to me I was so surprised that I danced all over. I had decided to call him Baby Blue, but since I was so little I called him Baby Booie instead.

        I have kept him all these years because he always reminds me that no matter how far away the other side of my family is they will always love me for who I am. he is there every night ready for me to tell him how my day was, how I feel about it and what he missed out on. Baby Blue is the best gift I could have ever asked for because it came from a special person.