Bring me the Head of the Stinky Cheese Man!

There are a lot of fun aspects to being a grandfather.  You get to revisit the fun times of having young children around but without any of the worries that come from direct responsibility.  It's kind of a do over in a sense, you do all the old fun things again. Including reading favorite books.

Of course we have most of the books from when our kids were young.  One of my all time favorites was and is this one:

It is a retelling of old fairy tales in a snarky modern style.  In the one of the stories the Ginger Bread man is made instead out of "stinky cheese".  Naturally nobody is trying very hard to catch him.

My grandson loves the story.  I read it - heck, I could certainly recite it without reading - in an impassioned style and with six or seven distinct voices.  The story ends poorly for Ol' S.C.M. he gets dunked in a river and dissolves.  I usually add a post script to the story not found in the original, it involves dead fish floating down stream.

On a recent grand kid visit this little wedge of foam rubber promoting Wisconsin Cheese turned up.  Just right for adding a few details and making it the head of the Stinky Cheese Man.  It kept turning up all over the house.  And at least my son and I played along, holding our noses and saying "PU!" every time it was brought to us.