More Different . . . or Alike?

A few weeks ago my sister Anita posted a list of questions she had asked her kids about their mom. The answers were so funny--and the idea so cute--that I thought I'd try it with Benjamin.

Some of his answers were pretty interesting, but the one I've pondered the most is his answer to "If your mom was a cartoon character, which one would she be?" Without hesitation, Ben said, "Winnie the Pooh."

 

Immediately I thought I knew what he meant. "Tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff" might not sound very flattering, but I am pregnant, and I admit that my tummy is starting to stick out in a Winnie-the-Pooh-like manner.

Later I told Jason about Benjamin's questions and answers, and when I told him about Winnie the Pooh, he laughed and said, "Bear of very little brain!" Not nice!

 

But I started to wonder, what did Ben mean?

So I sat down in my thinking spot and tapped my head. "Think. Think. Think." How am I like Winnie the Pooh? All I could come up with is this:

I have a round tummy.
I have a little pink sidekick that some might think resembles Piglet.
I've recently been photographed with Tigger and Eeyore.

 

Then I thought about all the ways Winnie the Pooh and I are different:

I don't eat "hunny"--at least, not by the handful (and these days not AT ALL).
I always wear pants.
I don't usually find thinking painful.
I don't fall asleep easily.
I'm not afraid of Heffalumps OR Woozles.
I've never dressed up like a bee.
I say "Oh bother" only very occasionally.

 

I think it's clear that Winnie the Pooh and I are more different than alike!

Still, if Ben looks at his mom and sees Winnie the Pooh, there must be something to it. . . . I guess I'll need to work on my image a bit--maybe if I'm successful next time he'll say, "Cinderella!" :)