Do you believe in superheroes?

I do...two, to be exact! Alexander Henry and Timothy Steven are mine...and they are superheroes in my book. What qualifies one to be a superhero? Well, there are a number of things that come to mind, but for me it only takes a hug and a kiss followed by an "I love you." Pretty simple, isn't it?

Who else can make me smile and be glad to wake up early every morning? They have a sweet way of waking up happy every morning. That to me is superhero stuff right there...my hero is a morning person. Period. And I have been blessed with two little ones who

teach me how to get on with my day right from the start...with a good morning greeting to boot. They challenge me to start my morning off right..."Good morning, God!" is a common phrase you'll hear around our house.

What other superhero qualifications do they hold? Consider with me, for a moment, unconditional love...endless admiration...and sincere loyalty. Yes, indeed, they exhibit those things everyday to me, the one that it blessed to be called "Mom," but also to others they know and some they don't. Now add to those...resounding joy, consistent laughter, and endless energy. If that's not superhero-ness, I don't know what is. They turn the ordinary into extraordinary...the boring into exciti

ng...the monotonous into adventurous. Everyone needs a superhero in their lives.

Yes, I believe in superheroes...do you?

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