The other morning when The Dreamer and The Storyteller both decided they were not feeling very well, The Storyteller grabbed this get-up from the dress-up wardrobe! He went all through the house growling and pausing, perfectly still for a full 30 seconds! When I asked him what he was doing he said ' I'm in a great battle, and must save sister and the rest of the family from the dreadful germs! I am scaring them from the house with my most ferocious growl!' 'Well,' said I, 'why are you pausing so often?' He looked at me as though I had lost my mind and quickly said, 'Every great battle requires a lot of prayer Mummy.' And then he was off! I grabbed the camera, than grabbed him for a hug, and asked to take his picture. Do you think maybe God was sending me a reminder in Superman jammie's and a lion mask? I wonder.