Ds (just four) found a tatty old tiger mask at the bottom of a toy basket the other day. He 'leapt out' at me roaring and I pretended to be frightened, and then said, 'Go and roar at daddy and give him a fright' - he looked v pleased and started to potter off, all chubby and blond in his jeans and boat jumper holding the mask over his face. Then he paused, and said, 'but Mummy, Daddy might know it is me, because he might see my eyes"! BLESS.