OK, I have failed my children. When I was little (and even in college) Winnie the Pooh and his friends were awesome. We read the books, watched the cartoons, and collected anything we could find with them. Eeyore was my favorite - I loved his devotion to his friends and how he mixed joy with gloominess so well.
This week we found my old Eeyore doll. Jon exclaimed that it was Pooh. I tried to tell him about Eeyore, but he now loves to walk around with his "Little Pooh" as he has now named him. I need to find some Hundrend Acre Wood books to educate my kiddos in the world of Winnie the Pooh.
Oh, well, at least he knew it was related to Pooh, right?