Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Fluff and Stuff From A Mom of Little Brain


When you are a forty-ahem year old mother of three children (ages 7 and under), its hard not to reflect about childhood. Let’s face it, I spend much more time than the average forty-ahem year old viewing the “Wonder Pets”, reading “Good Night Moon” and singing “When You’re Happy and You Know it Clap Your Hands. “ I play “My Little Pony” more than I play poker. And I am most often drinking a juice box when others are imbibing in a nice bottle of wine. You might say that when it comes to being childish, I have cornered the candy market.

But as I play, watch, read, or listen to these youthful preoccupations, grown up thoughts often creep into my mind to amuse and distract me. “If I’m happy and I know, couldn’t I just skip the clapping and go right for the shot of Beam instead?”, I consider. It happens to Ken too. That’s why you may sometimes find us debating whether its OK for Donald Duck to wear a shirt but he doesn't wear pants. (Ken’s argument - “hey, he’s a duck. There’s nothing there but feathers!” My point - "He is abusing all sense of fashion by neglecting to properly accessorize his ensemble – by wearing pants, for example." )

When the fluff in Winnie the Pooh’s head becomes cluttered with peculiar thoughts, he will often gather them together into a small verse. So in honor of my friend of little brain, I have decided to do the same.

If I could speak to Winnie the Pooh,
I wonder what he would say.
Would he reminisce about Piglet and Roo
Or tell of the blustery day?

If I could slide with Alice
To a world called Wonderland,
Would we search for the Mad Hatter
So I could shake his hand?

If I could find the cow
Who claimed to vault the moon
I’d ask her why she left the meadow
And then returned so soon.

If the world of pretend were real
And reality was make believe
I suppose I’d stay for a little while
Before I would need to leave.
I guess its time to stuff the fluff back in my brain now. A game of Pooh Sticks is waiting and I believe its my turn to win.

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