Squishy

Abbie has a favorite pillow.   Her name is Squishy.  Squishy is soft and pink, she is a girl.  She is a very important part of Abbie’s life.  She has been a part of Abbie’s life for many years now.  She goes everywhere with Abbie. She has slept with Abbie for five years now.   Many days we have to take her in the car with us, buckle her up and bring her back to pick Abbie up from school.  Squishy has feelings.  None of our other kids have anything else like this.  I guess it is her security.  Squishy is dingy, stained and worn out.  I had to perform surgery on Squishy tonight.  She has a laceration and is leaking the teeny tiny beads from  inside her.  After sewing Squishy up for the second time this week, I had to tell Abbie that Squishy is getting very fragile.  She needs to take care of Squishy because she is old and delicate.  So, after a few tears Abbie very serious and sweetly said “Like Granny?”