She calls them all 'bay-a-bee' an they are all her babies. As a forward projection of how well she has been loved she cuddles and kisses them every chance she gets. This newest one is the smallest and purchased because it is the perfect size just for her. She tells her 'i ove ewww' and tucks her into beds made from buckets and boxes and covered with clothes or dish towels. She tells her she looks 'pah ritty' and dances with her in front of the mirror. Just now she wiped her tiny plastic face with her hand and proclaimed her 'awl cween' before rocking her back and forth telling her 'it ok' while patting her tiny back.
It reminds me so much of someone I used to know, someone I used to be.
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