I'm going to admit something to you that may sound awful. There is a childhood icon that I think most American children grow up loving. He is in so many nurseries across this great land. My friends had stuffed versions of him growing up and kids I baby sat were obsessed. But, I could have cared less.
I am talking about Winnie the Pooh. I just never got into him. I don't have anything against the beloved stuffed animal. I was just always bored by the cartoons. Then when I found out I was pregnant with Isaac he was everywhere. Every baby aisle was filled with Pooh. I just never got into it.
Well, the time has come, and Winnie the Pooh is now something my curriculum asks me to read to my kids. My kids love it. I nearly fall asleep every time I open the book. Oh, the joys, of homeschool. I rarely dislike any of the stuff we do. In fact, most of the time I LOVE all the fun school we get to do. So there you have it. My boredom with the silly ole bear has come back to haunt me.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
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