a cheesy story

The other day I posted a little painting I did when I was 6 years old.Today I came across a photo of when I was 5 years old. In fact I had just turned 5. My mother thought it would be a lovely idea to get the local photographer to come to our house a take a few photos. I remember this day very very clearly. Not for any other reason than the photographer had the nastiest smelling feet in the world (or maybe even beyond) I remember asking my mother what that dreadful pong was. I remember my mother saying 'for Gods sake dont say anything' I remember telling my brother and sister that the dreadful cheese smell belonged to the photographer.
Needless to say , the shoot was hurried along (maybe because I was making my brother and sister and mother laugh by holding my nose through the session) the totally embarrassed photographer and his cheesy feet left in a hurry. After my mother had opened all the windows in the dead of winter, we all laughed and laughed for the longest time. I of course had a sty on my eyelid that day and looked like an homeless extra from a lesser known Charles Dickens novel, that was adapted into a movie. Apart from my sty that looked a little like a black eye,I can also see that little smirk on my face.This smirk would get me into trouble all through my schooling years and actually all through my life.

A photo is worth a thousand words (maybe)

I think I'll have cheese for lunch... I wonder why?

smirk |smərk|
verb [ intrans. ]
smile in an irritatingly smug, conceited, or silly way : Dr. Ali smirked in triumph. See note at smile .
noun
a smug, conceited, or silly smile : Gloria pursed her mouth in a self-satisfied smirk.