I always liked when darling’s daddy read to her. i would listen long after she had fallen asleep. got me wondering about the Winnie the Pooh and Christopher dynamic.
Would darling be christopher or Winnie in our relationship?
I know, my little brain is going crazy without anyone to talk to. I really should organize the village. It is like everyone is frozen, hiding, hibernating, or MIA. It’s like they needed her to come alive. They look funny now. It often scares me.
I have been staying in my bear cave next to these old mismatched fuzzy socks her Daddy bought for her. They have seen better days.
I don’t know if He reads my blog. I don’t want to let him down. I am suppose to look after her. My job seems different now. I don’t want to loose her. I just don’t make a good Daddy. I am prolly more her Pooh. An educated Pooh. And more fit. I don’t know where I stand on honey yet.
I could use some tips.