The release of the new Winnie the Pooh movie on DVD and Blu-Ray today made the blogosphere buzz with giveaways and gushing from all the usual sources. But it was celebrated in a much quieter way in our house. My daughter clutched her two Tigger dolls to her chest as she caught up on sleep on a sick day home from school.
Her blond hair spread across a pillow, a Winnie the Pooh stuffed animal in her arms, it was like peering into my past. Only my hair was never quite that blond, and my favored Milne-inspired stuffie was a Pooh bear, a remnant of my own father’s childhood.
With such good memories wrapped up in the stories of Pooh, Disney’s decision to add to the Pooh movie collection wasn’t one I took to easily. Sent by The Stir to Los Angeles (via a Disney-sponsored trip), I pounced Tigger style on the directors the moment I could. Did they understand that these were iconic characters? Did they put the appropriate weight behind their efforts?
I was a tough act to sell to, and they delivered.
I sat in a theater on a Disney-owned lot, and I giggled. I guffawed. And I awwed.
But that was me. A Pooh fan from the day my mom first read of Christopher Robin’s trek to see the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace.
The bigger test would come later, when I was finally able to share Winnie the Pooh 2.0 — as I’ve been calling it — with my daughter, the person who I hoped would fall head over heels in love.
And so we sat down together (while my husband snoozed) and watched. Breathlessly, I waited. We’d read a Classic Pooh board book over and over and then over again when she was just a toddler. But this was, admittedly, different. The Disney Pooh has the look more people know, based on the classic stories of A.A. Milne.
And then she giggled.
And she leaned over to whisper in my ear, “You didn’t tell me it was THIS funny!”
She’s now decided she’s going to be Tigger for Halloween (although it will have to wait until next year; the Tiana costume is already bought and waiting). And her two Tigger toys — one a gift from my trip to LA, the latter, ironically the very first stuffie gifted her by her dear uncles, Dan and Will, in the maternity ward — are her constant companions.
Winnie the Pooh 2.0 is that funny. But it’s more than that. It’s gifted my child with a love of the very characters who made me smile as a child.