Caitlin Green

But oh my God, the jump scare I did when I saw the photos of Woody's bald spot going around social media this weekend, I wasn't prepared.

I guess it's, like, young.

It feels still like childhood a bit.

I grew up watching, again, being a bit older when I watched Toy Story, but I still liked it.

And now my son has a Buzz Lightyear in his room.

He watches Toy Story.

He loves Woody.

He knows Woody.

And it's really familiar.

And my son even loves Disney shows that were old when I was very young.

He loves The Jungle Book from 1964.

He loves Peter Pan.

I have to fast forward through a lot of the racially insensitive parts now.

I don't know.

But anyways...

It's still like these things are timeless.

Am I back?

I did, but I don't remember much of it because I was forced to read it for an assignment and I had to read through, like I go through chunks and it was a real, it was very laborious for me because it's quite wordy and I'm not a wordy reader.

I'm more parsed back on the, you know, Hemingway side of things than I would be to like the flowery language of Wuthering Heights.

Plus, spoiler alert, it's a huge bummer.