Last night there was a small, dying cockroach in the bathroom. It caused a bit of a commotion when Emily went to get out of the shower because it was still moving (slowly). I came in with a tissue to pick it up, asked Emily what was wrong and she pointed to the cockroach and said “Spiderman”. She even wiggled the fingers on one of her hands in a spider-like manner.
I have no idea where she got that one from.
