Look Out...Here Comes Spider Man

This past weekend we went to one of Gabe's friends from school's 3rd birthday party. Spider Man made an appearance, and a lot of the kids were traumatized by the man in the stretchy pants (including me, but for different reasons). Gabe pronounced SM "very scary" and warned us to stay away from him, but toward the end of the party summoned up enough bravery to give him a high five. So now if you mentioned the birthday party, Gabe will conveniently forget the moon bounce, pizza, cupcakes, and basketball, but tell you repeatedly that "I give Spyman a high five. Spyman likes Gabe". Adorable.