🦋 Little pig, little pig, let me in!
This morning we had a long, long run of Three-Little-Pigs based play, longer than I would previously have thought possible. It all started when we were watching T.V. this morning -- J.J. the Jet Plane and his friends were acting out an airplane version of the story. Later on when we went downstairs, Sylvia picked up a toy wolf (part of a wolf-and-little-pigs set which has long since been lost) and immediately got into the story. So many things we did! I can't remember what the first game was but it flowed pretty smoothly into ice cream shop, with the wolf as ice cream salesman and the imaginary pigs as customers -- we tried a round of "video store" and decided to check out "Big Bad Wolves: Why They go in Pigs' Houses" -- then we played over uncountable iterations, a game where one of us would be a little pig and build an abstract house out of blocks, and the other would be the wolf, come up to the door and after some dialog, blow down the house -- this amounted to pushing it over. Coming up with ways to create a house out of 22 small cubical blocks is good for a long time. Eventually the Sylvia-wolf came to the house and said, "Now I'm a nice wolf. Can I come in?" And the little pigs (me) thought that would be fine, so we had a tea party together and baked chocolate chip cookies... This script also repeated with minor variations a substantial number of times.
posted afternoon of Saturday, April third, 2004
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