Have you ever seen a pig so big?

I wish I could figure out how to allow you to hear the tune to this little ditty because, honestly, it has been going around in my head - and the heads of my children - for about 2 months now. Wait. Make that 3 months. Sadly, I think that I may have passed on my genetic predisposition to having short snippets of songs lodge themselves firmly in my head.

Maya is taking parent and tot music class for the second time and absolutely loving it. Now this is not your average "Baa Baa Black Sheep Wheels on the Bus Old MacDonald" kind of nursery rhyme music class we're talking about here. Her teacher is a local children's entertainer and has the most wonderful repetiore of crazy songs, but it is a class for 18 - 24 month old kids and we do sing the same songs pretty much every week.

I wasn't thinking that I would go through the class again, as Maya didn't seem to be "getting" it. She didn't dislike it, but she didn't seem exceptionally stimulated by it, either. Right then. Save our money and move on to something else. The week before the second session begins, there is a quiet moment in the house and I hear Maya humming to herself, then singing to herself and I realize that she really is getting it. The next class she is singing her heart out. She is a veteran now and I look around at the new parents who are wondering, "Is my kid getting it?" I can't wait for them to have their eureka moment. It is really really neat.

Have YOU ever seen a pig so big?