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Pooh, Jocasta, and Little Eddie

April 23, 2005

Recently, Oz has been pretending that he is a dad, and his stuffed Pooh bear is his son. Pooh then appropriately calls me “Grandpa”, which I’m OK with. Mostly, it’s kind of sweet, and as if he’s emulating me, as a dad.

Except for the fact that Pooh’s mother is Joca– er, Ozzy’s mom, and Pooh’s grandmother is my mom. It’s like an Oedipal double-decker.

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