The boys have never seen an episode of Batman, Superman, Spiderman or even Ben 10. Nor have they seen any of the movies, nor have I bought them a single Superhero toy. Yet somehow, (perhaps by osmosis in the playground?), they know each and every Superhero. Wandering into the Converse shop, I had only been intending to purchase them a new pair each of the classic grey slip ons they both love. I did walk out of the Converse shop with grey slips on, but I also walked out with these:
I succumbed to pester power.
For the first time ever I bought them a "licensed" product. The little guy got Batman Converse and the big one got Superman Converse. In my defence, at least they are vintage prints. They now wear them constantly, even with their pyjamas.
Oh please, please Mummy can I have these? Even if they are so big that I can wear them as a hat?
Speaking of Superheroes, the King of the Superheroes made a reappearance this week:
This time he was escorted by his trusty sidekick, Super Little:
Together they embarked on an adventure inspired by a true Superhero... Eliot jones, of course.
Yes indeed, that would be a "Meteor-Busting Rocket Launcher" that The King is sitting on! It is sort of like the one Eliot has to save the world with...
Reader, please be aware that today you were saved by...
The King of the Super Heroes and his confidant Super Little!