Shorty Was Hot Like A Toaster.

Once upon a time, my dad brought me to Toys R Us. He said, "Kayla, it's your birthday, you can pick out any toy in the whole store." I was like 5 years old and I was pumped. By the end of the day, I had decided on a very large very pink teddy bear. I could sit in it's lap and not be able to reach his nose. I don't think I named him, but don't underestimate the love I felt for this gigantic pink bear. Now, I know what you're thinking, this is the most boring blog you've ever read. The only reason I actually wrote this blog was to say how much i hate my sister. She dumped honey all over his stomache. She said, in her snotty, whiny brat voice, "Winnie the Pooh loves honey, i thought your bear would too."

That is all.