When late morning rolls around and you're feeling a bit out of sorts, don't worry; you're probably just a little eleven o'clockish.
What I like doing best is Nothing.
Let's begin by taking a smallish nap or two.
Any day spent with you is my favorite day. So today is my new favorite day.
Promise you won't forget me, ever. Not even when I'm a hundred.
Did I miss?" you asked. "You didn't exactly miss," said Pooh, "But you missed the balloon." "I'm so sorry," you said, and you fired again, and this time you hit the balloon and the air came slowly out, and Winnie-the-Pooh floated down to the ground.