I just read, I thought of few of you mommy might get a kick out of it
I took my young daughter to the pediatrician when she was about two. She was not feeling well so I let her take her Winnie the Pooh. Once we got there I had to use the restroom and while washing my hands (after going) my daughter dropped Pooh in the toilet. I went to the nurses station and told them she dropped her Pooh in the toilet and asked if they had a plastic bag I could put it in. They looked at me really strange and asked if I just want to flush it. I was horrified. Flush her Pooh?!! NEVER!! I simply replied, no thank you, I'll just scoop it out and take it home and wash it. You should have seen their faces. Never once did I realize that maybe, just maybe, they thought I mean poo and not Pooh. It wasn't till I was on my way home did I make the connection.
I took my young daughter to the pediatrician when she was about two. She was not feeling well so I let her take her Winnie the Pooh. Once we got there I had to use the restroom and while washing my hands (after going) my daughter dropped Pooh in the toilet. I went to the nurses station and told them she dropped her Pooh in the toilet and asked if they had a plastic bag I could put it in. They looked at me really strange and asked if I just want to flush it. I was horrified. Flush her Pooh?!! NEVER!! I simply replied, no thank you, I'll just scoop it out and take it home and wash it. You should have seen their faces. Never once did I realize that maybe, just maybe, they thought I mean poo and not Pooh. It wasn't till I was on my way home did I make the connection.

When my sister was little she had a Winnie the Pooh that she called Bear Pooh. We couldn't even leave the house unless she had her Bear Pooh and was wearing her Ruby Slippers (another story). If that would've happened to her, my mother would have done the same thing! I would have loved to see the look on their faces! 
