with a comprehensive report on from whence it sprung.
I just finished pulling this stuff off the walls of the nursery, the last legacy of the wallpaper-loving previous homeowners. We painted the room sage, although Mr. Fix-It Jonathan termed it “Key Lime Sherbet.” We had intended to raise the baby without corporate logos or licensed mascots, but are finding the Classic Pooh stuff growing on us. But only the Classic Pooh, not the modern Pooh.
I guess now is as good a time as any to officially announce that Abbey and I are expecting a child in the coming fall season. I hesitate to offer further details because I want to let the child decide whether they want to air all their personal details on The Internets. If you are important, you will know. If you think you should be important, drop me a line and I will make you important. If you can’t figure out how to contact me in some manner, you are probably not important.
Oh just you wait. Within months, you’ll find that whatever pooh that child wants, that pooh the child will get, regardless of whether or not it’s old pooh, new pooh, or whatever kind of pooh just came out.
Yeah, we just got some New Pooh stuff at a baby shower. I’m afraid I’m not strong enough to turn down free Pooh gear.