This is my daughter Jen reading to her four year old son William at their campfire at the Pinery Campground. What amazes me is how intent he is in a story that he’s had read to him a hundred times, The Magic Mustache by Gary Barwin. In it the son who is a nose, is given the task of selling the only family possession left, a set of glasses. His parents, a set of eyes, expect a good exchange in return. But the nose settles for a magic beard. The eyes throw it out and it grows similarly to the magic beanstalk. The nose climbs it to the castle of a mouth who threatens to eat him. Lots of great rhyme and hilarity ensues.
There’s a pretty happy ending about a face coming together and staying like that. The magic of reading, the magic of a great story.