For the last few days he has lived in it. Including during yesterday's 26 degree heat. On the plus side, this meant that I didn't have to be overly concerned about sunscreen - since it covers more or less every inch of him.
Here he is, bottom left, wielding his devilish pitchfork. (He does that metaphorically, most days, but this is an actual one. Or at least one made out of plastic.)
This morning, whilst getting ready for gymnastics (in obligatory bat costume - Grandfather was taking him, I didn't have to worry about explaining that one...) he noticed that the label said it was a 'jump suit'.
I was impressed. This reading lark is really taking effect.
Except that he had a major concern. 'So, it says it is a 'jump suit', but it doesn't actually jump. Do we need to take it back?
Currently reading: A Brief History of Seven Killings by Marlon James