We had our friends' little boy Noah come over to play a couple of weeks ago. He lives in St. Louis, so we don't get to see him very often. I was worried he would be a little nervous staying with us for a day, but he walked right in, said he remembered me, and went right to playing. They started playing in the toy kitchen, but soon found themselves outside playing on the swingset and running races. Every time my kids called him Noah, he would look at them and say, "My name is Iron Man." So, yep, we called him Iron Man the rest of the day :) He and Miles got along great, and it made me sad that Noah lives so far away. I am sure they would be best friends if we lived closer. We were glad to have him for the time we did, and hope to play again soon.