Blue, as in blueberries, MetaToddler's favorite fruity snack.
Blue, as in MetaToddler's favorite animated dog.
Blue, as in the sea he gets ever-so-excited about when we walk on the beach.
Blue, as in the lightning bolt marks (aka veins) covering the pale part of my arms (the inside) and legs, which happen to be significantly paler than MetaDaddy's...and he's true Irish pale! (I saw a picture of myself in shorts the other day, and they actually reflected light.)
Blue, as in blue screen of death wife, my new name after errantly not saving an Excel spreadsheet MetaDaddy was working on. In my defense, I'm pregnant.