Say what?

*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!”