Is that a cake on your head?

Mels house of screaming children, where the nut found a Spider-Man suit and spent four (loud) hours being incredibly happy (and sweaty. Like a fully clothed child encased in Lycra and running around non stop ought to be)

I found the spider mask a bit scary, especially with his nuttley curls making him look slightly clownish. So here is baby Amelie wielding that most sacred of things, the age inappropriate toy. I think she's cutting that cake with the light sabre.

I meant to go swimming after that, but I had a nap instead. Oops. I did get my prescription from the chemist next to the pool, which is kind of the same thing... Right?