If you were to ask me, I’d tell you that Peepy belongs to me. However, if you were to ask her, she’d tell you that I belong to her.

I can’t recall how long Peepy and I have been friends. But it started because I like to blow up marshmallow Peeps in the microwave. (CLICK HERE to see microwaved Peeps.) Then fate brought us together. For the record, Peepy is plush and not made of marshmallow.

Peepy, a.k.a. Peeps, is my travel companion and muse. Anyone who’s anyone in children’s literature has had their photos taken with her. (CLICK HERE to see Peeps and Famous Authors.)

                                                             -- Lisa Yee