Everyone needs a best friend who lets you use them as your personal punching bag, doesn't care if you peed your pants at school, and actually welcomes your messy, food covered face and fingers.
Cole loves his "Sweetie" as he calls Blu. He has to be the
only one who opens the door when we get home to go find where she is
hiding and the first to run over to her yelling, "Sweetie!!! Sweetie!!!
Boo! Boo!" Blu tolerates all the pokes, pulls, pinches, and tackles. Which happens a lot. On those rare occasions when the kids aren't home,
Blu wanders from room to room looking for them.
They'd be lost without each other. And it makes my heart melt to see them loving each other.
