I often volunteer as a tutor at the local library. Almost every Wednesday my little guy asks to read Little Red Riding Hood to me. The best part is that he changes the story every time it gets a little hairy for Miss. Riding Hood or her Grandmother. Week after week that wolf gets sent to mars on a space ship or joins prisoners at Guantanamo Bay. Yesterday won hands down when the wolf developed a sinus infection and realized he needed to go to his allergist, leaving Red and Grandma to eat their cookies in peace.
