Tyler, you’re so small, darling. I’m simply going to squish you into a small ball, all snug and cozy. Then, I shall proceed with my date in search of a gentleman of regular stature. A man capable of sweeping me off my feet and planting a kiss upon my lips. A man who knows the art of wooing. I do apologize, dear Tiny Tyler, you’re just too petite for such endeavors. But fear not, you shall forever be my adorable little companion nestled in my handbag. I can retrieve you for some delightful...