Tyler, you’re so small. I’m going to squish you into a little ball, all nice and tight. Then, I’m going on my date to find a regular sized man. A man who can lift me up into the air and kiss me. A man who can romance me. Sorry Tiny Tyler, you’re just too little for that. But do not fret, you will always be my squishy little friend in my purse. I can take you out at any time for some squishy fun. But for now, it’s back into my purse you go. I do love you, you’re just too little to be my...