My amazing, hilarious, talented best friend is not only a kick-butt sales director for 31 Gifts, but also a crafty little bugger who turns out awesome signs like the two above. When she sent me this pic, I fell completely in love. Having raised only boys, I know just how super-heroic they can be. (Don’t get me wrong, there was a time when I desperately wanted a girl. As time has passed I’ve realized I am blessed to have been surrounded by all these boys. Plus, said friend has a girl who is gorgeous in every way, so I get to live vicariously. Without worrying about the teenage years.)
What’s so superhero-like about my boys?
I talked all about Big last week, so if you don’t already know his superhero qualities, you can read about him here.
Middle is a keenly intelligent kid with a strong sense of compassion. Though only 12, he has a way of looking at the world that is kind and respectful while maintaining an innate curiosity. He’s the guy who would figure out how to save Everyone on the collapsing bridge rather than focusing on the people who might be considered ‘important.’ Money wouldn’t sway his moral compass, power wouldn’t touch it, fame wouldn’t faze it. He is a natural leader who likes to think things through but is capable of making quick decisions that seldom turn out to be wrong.
Littlest is a joyful, fun-loving guy who loves deeply and lives loudly. He’s the flashier guy who is flying around the bridge saving all the pretty girls first but making sure to leave time for the babies and other folks. And maybe relying a little on his older brother to bring the whole plan to fruition, but he’s a heck of a team player. He has a lot of leadership qualities as well, but they stay mostly dormant while he’s still under his brother’s shadow. He doesn’t mind. He really is that guy who shrugs it off, goes with the flow, and just makes sure the endgame is accomplished. With a lot of fanfare. And fireworks. And maybe an explosion or two. And definitely an Eminem song playing in the background. Full blast.
Here’s the thing. Though my little superheroes may have a bit of trouble with the whole ‘cleans his room’ thing, they do keep it in a semblance of order. They all share without even having to think about it. They use kind words. Most of the time. Because they Are brothers, after all. Smiling and giggling is their strong suit. You can’t survive in this house without a rollicking sense of humor. They run, jump, and climb more than I’d like. They put family before all else because that is the way they’ve been shown. They dream. Great big, wonderful, fantastic dreams that I encourage with all my soul, even if, as a grown-up, I think they might be impossible. I never tell them. What kind of Nick Fury would I be if I squashed their dreams?
Now, if only I could do something about all the bodily function jokes, I would be a happy mama.
What makes a boy a superhero? Knowing who he is and where he comes from. What he loves and what he shouldn’t tolerate. How to treat others and how to be strong. And laughter. Definitely shining eyes and shaking bellies and great, rolling belts of laughter.
What about you? What makes your boys superheroes? Better yet, what kind of superhero is your girl?