As my baby grows older, the nature of our storytime is changing. Today, she is more of an active participant in stories – staring at the pictures, attentively listening to the words, and even turning some of the pages with her own little fingers.
It feels like a whole new world is opening up; a world that I hope she will come to love as much as her sister does, and I did when I was a little girl. A world where words create visions, elicit feelings, and allow the imagination to run free. A world that suggests that perhaps life isn’t as complicated as we adults think. Perhaps it’s quite simple.
Simple like the way Piglet reached for Pooh so that he might be sure of him.
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh?” he whispered.
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s hand. “I just wanted to be sure of you.”
Simple like realizing how lucky we are to be able to say goodbye each day.
“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”
Simple like love.
“How do you spell ‘love’?” – Piglet
“You don’t spell it…you feel it.” – Pooh
Our babies do it so freely, so naturally — they just love. And we love them back with all that we are.
As Lola grows so does my desire to introduce her to the magic encompassed in the bindings of books, the feelings sprinkled amongst pages in the form of words and the lessons that come from them.
Perhaps she will come to see that some of the greatest lessons she will learn can come from places that she wouldn’t expect. Like from a “silly old bear” from the Hundred Acre Wood. A bear with a love for honey and a zest for life. A bear who knew that perhaps by declaring today as his favorite day its very course could be changed.
“What day is it?”
“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day,” said Pooh.
A bear who knew that a whole world was waiting for him beyond the forest…
“You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you.
You have to go to them sometimes.”
The way it — the world — waits for us beyond the pages of our books.
Some of the very lessons I hope to teach my children were uttered by that sweet Pooh Bear. Like how brave they really are…
“You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you
think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart… I’ll always be
I can’t wait to curl up beside my baby and introduce her to one of the wisest characters I know. One I had the honor of meeting as a small child. One whose words and love for honey has stuck with me even as I ventured into adulthood. Whose words are so sweet that, when she is older they will help her to remember that while life can be complicated it is also quite simple. And sweet. Sweet like honey.
Getting the honey might require some work but in the end it is worth the effort. Much like anything worth having. The magic of Pooh exists beyond the pages of our story books. For some of us it exists in our hearts as well waiting to be passed on to the next generation.