*Apparently I can only handle having my blog seem so depressing, for so long.*
This morning I was getting ready to take Diva to school and she brought this bear to me. “Mommy, why doesn’t running in the poo have a shirt on?”
“What??!”
And then of course, she repeats herself (which makes her a little agitated) “Why doesn’t RUNNING IN THE POO HAVE A SHIRT ON?!”
“Oh…you mean Winnie the Pooh!”
“Yeah..that’s what I said! Running in the poo!”
4 comments:
I hate running in poo, but I love Winnie the Pooh
She was just referrring to Winnie the Pooh's Indian name. Duh.
LMAO!!! LOVE it
LMAO!!! LOVE it
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