"Mommy, I want to tell you The Three Pigs. Once upon a time there were three pigs. They wanted to make their houses. The first pig made his house out of curtains. The first pig made his house out of rocks. The first pig made his house out of microphones. Then the wolf came and knocked on all of their doors. Then he huffed. Then he puffed. Then he blew down all of their houses and they had to run to the house of their mama. It was also the house of their dad. It was also the house of their baby brother. Their baby brother was in the living room. And that was the end."
So, maybe I should teach him ordinal numbers. Otherwise, I think this is a pretty good re-envisioning for a two-year-old!