Actually, there was one item of note
today. I was doing yoga this afternoon and took my socks off
part way through. When Lex noticed, he got very happy and ran
over, sat down and started doing “This little piggy went to
market” on my bare feet. But the funny part was, instead of
“this little piggy” he said “mommy’s little piggy went to
market, mommy’s little piggy stayed home…” :) He cracks me
up! We play the game a lot on his toes (he loves it and asks
for it all the time when I have his socks off “do piggies, do
piggies”) and I rarely say “ate roast beef,” instead I say
whatever he ate at his last meal (“this little piggy ate
Cheerios,” “this little piggy ate bananas,” etc.) Alan says he
hardly ever plays the game at all. So the funny thing is, Lex
*always* says “ate roast beef” when he says it. Like the rhyme
is somehow embedded in his baby brain and it doesn’t matter
what we say, he knows the proper words. Why would a piggy be
eating roast beef anyway?? :)