Lately it seems that everywhere I turn I have been running into super heroes (or super monsters) and each is, in reality, a mild mannered member of my fam.
Take a peek.
Oooooh, my hero!
(He really is amazing and strong...even if he isn't quite as fast as a speeding bullet.)
Logan has been enamored with these super fabulous dinosaur winter duds and has been strutting around the house as a ferocious and powerful monster of late. It's pretty awesome.
Ellie did not want to be left out of the picture taking fun so when I told her I would take a shot of her this is the pose she decided to strike. Yup, she's got super diva power for sure.
And just for good measure, here are a couple of additional cuties who aren't being overly powerful unless you count the power of cuteness and sweetness. I DO count those so here you go. I have one incredible crew.
Mostly, if you ask me, there is a nearly indomitable power in the beauty of family and I love that. I have the best group of heroes possible (even better than the Avengers!).
We fight evil (and messes although some of us are more on board with that battle than others).
We rescue neighbors (not from deadly lasers and falling asteroids, but from fallen leaves and fallen snow and the like).
We use our powers for good (most of the time, but sometimes some people bend that rule a bit).
We are far from perfect. We are far from impermeable. We are far from all powerful. Yet we have something amazing that so many people just don't get to have. Yes, we fight. Yes, we cry. Yes, we struggle and argue and whine and pout and throw our hand ups in frustration and sometimes despair. But after that we feel a power pulling us together and pushing us to move forward. I think our true super power is our family. (Maybe I should sew a big "F" on the bellies of all our shirts...only maybe not because being known as the "F" family might not be such a great thing.)
Always we love each other even when things are tough and always we are grateful to be together. We really do make a powerful team.