Let me start off by saying: I wish I could make certain stories up, but I can’t.
Lord, grant me more patience and peace as a parent.
The last few weeks at our house have been crazy, it seemed like there was always something going on. My six-year-old mentioned one day that her toilet was not working, while I was fixing dinner, so I told her to use my bathroom and didn’t think twice. My three-year-old comes and mentions after dinner, “Oh no! We’ve got to rescue Tigger from the Woozles!” Did we fix said toilet right away? No... we actually put it off, because we soon got Cameron to tell us the story of how Mickey and Pooh went on a Super Slueth mission
down to the “ocean” and they will never be coming back. So, Cameron sent Tigger after them on a rescue mission and clogged the toilet. Last week, after watching the movie FLUSHED AWAY (2006),
he decided he would get the the jar of honey (HOT WATER+DAWN SOAP) in his bedroom dripping off a bedside table and a tiny Winnie the Pooh pot, Cameron had set a trap hoping that his Pooh would find his way back up the toilet from the ocean and back home to him. Bless his heart. We were able to save Tigger, but we weren’t able to save Mickey or Pooh Bear. We ended up ordering another Pooh Bear off of Amazon Prime years later.
This is where his imagination has really run wild and beyond reality. Enjoy the little moments. More than likely I’m on Google and Pinterest looking for cleaning recipes or saving my sanity as well as helping a few of my friends. We will be laughing about the Adventures of Tigger and Pooh for years to come, but if you hear a nervous laugh, now you know.
I read this six years later and my nine-year-old boy hasn't outgrown his overactive imagination and is now using it to sew his own characters. When we asked if he remembered the time we had to rescue Tigger from the Woozles aka Toilet, he remembered exactly. He also remembered that he couldn't lose this Winnie the Pooh.









