funny Pooh story.
After Wilson was born, 6 weeks old, we travelled by car to my parents, Northern CA for Easter, then up to Portland to see friends, then up to Seattle to see more friends. (that was the setup)
Being that we had a newborn we had been trying to get Molly potty trained to make it a one diaper household.
It was a long driving trip and Molly had been a great trooper, with the potty training while travelling, so in Seattle in a toy store we let her pick out a friend, Winnie the Pooh.
We were in the bathroom latter that evening and oops....Pooh fell in the poo....
can you picture it????
(he didn't really fall in the poo, just the toilet, which was a fresh bowl of water, but it was really funny)
I'm not sure where Winnie ended up. Neither of the kids have him anymore. They have mickey and minnie and piglet but not Pooh.
I'll remind Molly of that story tomorrow I'm sure she will giggle over it. Pooh in the poo.