Hewy loves the story of the three little pigs. He asks me or someone else to tell him the story several times a day. I have never had a kiddo before that was attached to a classic story like this.
This morning I woke up to a Hewy that had crawled into my bed, snuggled up into my back (which meant I had baby feet/knees/elbows in my belly and Hewy feet/knees/elbows in my back - Wo, is me the mother of small men), and he was telling me the story of the Three Little Pigs. Oh, too cute.
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