Baby Boo Blue

Baby Boo is in

the shop. He's so simple, but so darned cute -- only 8" tall and just

screams "baby" to me.

How is it that each new little creation - just fabric and thread and polyfill - can have a personality? It is so strange.

And why is it that I have trouble letting go of each one of them when they fly away? Definitely something in me that harkens back to my childhood and the comfort I felt from my little creatures.

Strange.