Probably you know how to fiddle with baby’s toes to the classic old nursery rhyme, but I like to mix it up. My twist is that I like the middle piggy to eat something different each time. Not that I’m opposed to roast beef. For some reason, I always want to make it Kentucky Fried Chicken – maybe I like the melody of saying that.
Yesterday the middle piggy had a decaf latte.
My kid still knows to be excited at the “wheee whee whee” part, but I think he also likes to see the wheels turning in my head for the surprise entree. 
My daughter’s piggies get to have all kinds of fun. They go to democratic rallies and charity fund raisers, they picket evil corporations and go on world tours… I also mix up the weee weee weeeeeee part… Yesterday it was more of a Speedy Gonzalez thing than a wee wee weeeee… My daughter has demonstrated her love of piggies since very early by grabbing her toes and holding them up for me to play again. It keeps things interesting for all three of us… Mica and I while we play and her daddy while he sits back and watches the lunacy of his wife.
I like to mix it up with the piggies, too. After Sophia’s bath (she’s 7 months old), I give her a little baby massage with lotion before putting her jammies on. Instead of doing piggies on the toes, I do “piggies” on her legs while massaging the lotion in…
“This little thigh went to the market. This little knee stayed home. This little shin had roast beef. This little calf had none. And this little foot went wee wee wee weeeeeeeeeeee all the way home for KISSES at Sophia’s house!”, which I end with kisses all over her face and neck. She LOVES this and as soon as I get the lotion bottle out each night, she’s already giggling and excited for her “piggies”!