A couple days ago I gave my son, Zechariah, a haircut. I quickly brought him to the shower when we were finished. He hates the little hairs all over his face and neck so we must do this as fast as possible. When he was dripping wet, I grabbed the bottle of soap and told him, “We’ll cover you with shampoo now.”
He laughed out loud at me, “Shampoo!! We don’t have that movie anymore!”
Apparently Winnie the Pooh is confusing as can be. If you remember back a few months, he kept laughing and calling him Poop. Now his name is changed to Shampoo.