Mess. Something every parent can relate to. The cast of characters here is, in case you haven’t yet guessed, a family of pigs. There’s “mummy pig, baby pig, sister pig, brother pig and daddy pig” as my daughter says. She kind of glosses over the fact that granny pig is also there, but, you know, cut her some slack, she’s only two and a half. Anyway, the pigs live in a muddle, a mess, a higgledy piggledy house where everything is everywhere….much like any house that has kids in it. Mum of course wants it tidy and so she hustles granny, sister and brother pig to tidy up their little house, much to everyone’s chagrin. Baby pig gets excused from tidy up duty because he is too small. He sits and plays with his teddy.
Eventually, the place is spic and span, but only mum likes it like that. Baby pig is wailing because “he lost his teddy”. Yep. quite right. So mummy, gran, sister and brother pig start looking for baby pig’s teddy. And, as with many children’s books, you can see this one coming a mile off…..in the course of looking for the teddy (which is obviously right there under baby pig all along), they make a mess of the house, unpacking everything they have tidied up.
Still, they haven’t managed to located the missing bear. Luckily, daddy pig arrives just in time to pick up baby pig and give him a cuddle, revealing the teddy. Why mummy pig didn’t pick him up in the first place for a cuddle is beyond me. I’ve never seen my wife just leave our daughter to cry for a lost blankie…..there’s always a “cuddle from mum”, but there you go. Teddy found, house all higgledy piggledy again, and we can rest easy knowing all is well.