The Three Little Pigs

The other night I was going around the house checking everyone’s alarm clock because spring break was over and we needed to be up the next day. My youngest yelled and asked if I could tell her a story. Since my son was following me around I thought this would be a great opportunity for him to tell her a story. He decided to tell his version of the three little pigs. I wish I would have recorded it because this story had detail. The pigs were well dressed; they lived in beautiful surroundings, on hill tops through beautiful mountains and meadows. As he described the first pig’s house being blown down, the pig had to run to his “brother’s” house. This made me smile because I never thought of the “3 pigs” being brothers. Then the two brothers worked together, but also that house was blown down. Finally, the two brothers had to…….this is the best part……had to run to their “sister’s” house. I looked at him and smiled. I had never heard of the pigs being siblings, nor was that the pig with the brick house a girl. :) He continues telling the story and the 3 siblings worked together to get rid of the big bad wolf. “The wolf tried to enter the house through the chimney and was met by a fire in the fireplace. As he was running through the town to find a bucket of water, he couldn’t because the sister lived in the desert.” Now I was really smiling….the pig with the brick house is a girl and she lives somewhere warm……a women after my own heart. :) He did such a great job telling the story I can’t wait for his next story.