Peach is amidst her you're-welcome-to-try-to-change-my-diaper-but-heck-if-i'm-going-to-stay-here-while-you-replace-it stage. Which means I usually have to pin her by the hips until I can get the second velcro tab in place (while she adamantly protests).
Yesterday, during said protestation, The Frog runs up to me with Spiderman in hand and in the best raspy voice a 3-year-old can muster says:
"Let her go!"
and shoots me with webbing.