Anyone who know me knows that when it comes t-shirts with characters on them I feel like I am going to vomit. I have tried my hardest to resist but much to my shagrin a few have made it into the house. On Monday a Spiderman shirt joined the cast of closet characters. Jack is in heaven. He has WORN IT THREE DAYS STRAIGHT. The kid wakes up and dresses without a sound and then appears downstairs with the biggest smile on his face. (as if he knows how much it erks me). Tonight, though it came off and took a little spin in the washing machine.* Because you know, Spiderman eventually looses his powers if he is dirty*