My First Pooh
If you’ve been reading my blog, you know I like poo. Well, it turns out I also like Pooh!
The other day, my Gran Roxanne said she wanted to read “Poo” to me and I thought, “Well, ok. That’s a little weird, but I like poo– so I’m up for it!”
Imagine my surprise to learn “poo” wasn’t poo, but Pooh!
I may be a Genius but I still have a lot to learn– thanks, Gran Roxanne!
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Gran Roxanne Wrote,
Dear Funny Carson! What a hoot you are! And I thought you were “with me” the whole time!
Love you so much,
Gran.
p.s. I think you’re inheriting your Daddy’s sense of humor, which is a great thing. And of course “your ma is good-lookin’” (as is your dad). You can’t miss, girl!
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