Moving on. This is the kind of thing that went on while we were away. Oh, my!
The Three Little Pigs, according to Jack (as told to Kaydie and Grandmama as they were each sitting in a windowsill in the boys' playhouse):
(putting himself in the house with the pigs) "...the big, bad
wolf huffed, and he puffed, and........I pulled out my gun and
shot him before he could blow the house down!"
As you can imagine, K & G nearly fell out of the windows laughing hysterically and G suggested this must be the Texas version.
1 comment:
Can't wait to meet spydey
See you all soon Uncle Mike
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