I wonder if it was all a cruel joke on parents everywhere when Alan decided to name his main character. Tonight, as I sat down to enjoy supper with my 3 Year old daughter and Mandi, my wife, the first thing Nichole and I had to do was “guess what’s in the Goulash”. We quickly picked out the obvious; peppers, chicken, mushrooms. But one item kept us guessing. Mandi cleared up our confusion though. Pooh. That was the mystery item. Oh, and Tigger too. But not only did we have Pooh for supper, it’s everywhere. One night I heard Mandi reading Nichole a book on opposites. “Pooh goes in the pool, Piglet gets out of the pool”. “Pooh is big, Piglet is small”. I actually had to pause and think this through before carrying on. I remember back when a friend of Mandi’s was showing us the nursery she had decorated for her coming daughter. Being the considerate one I am, I of course tried not to listen in on things not of my business. But when I heard from the baby’s room “… and I put pooh all over the walls…”, they had my full attention! Of course I ran in to check out this phenomenon, to realize that really it was that age old joke again. Alan Alexander Milne would be laughing in his grave, I’m sure. None the less, I did enjoy my bowl of Pooh. |
