I don't think we could have possibly imagined Richard would grow up looking like Clark Kent (apparently he gets people commenting on this all the time) when he was three years old and totally into Superman. He had Superman pj's, underwear, a t-shirt, and a Halloween costume. Before we got all that for him he had to make do with a towel tied around as a cape which he wanted to have on all the time.
And I remember with horror we were at Beaconhill Park and he asked me to push him higher and higher on the swing then he jumped off because he thought he could fly like Superman! Just a few bruises thank goodness...