Michael read Winnie the Pooh this morning. He found one of our favorite parts and came in to the kitchen to share. Pooh was talking to Owl. "Because my spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places." I thought of my parenting. I've read and heard so much about how to parent in a way that meets my children's needs and helps them grow up with a passable amount of skills and esteem to function in the real world. I think it's helped. I have good ideas about parenting. Good skills. I've collected wisdom, but it's Wobbly. Pooh Bear is light about his Wobbles; I suppose I can learn to lighten up about mine.