Spidey Birthday

Imagine you are about to turn 4 years old. You are the little brother ... and about to be a big brother, too. You are the middle child. Huge parties are arranged for your big sister. Somehow your big day always seems to get lost in the shuffle of your parents' lives ... only you don't really understand why yet. You just know that you want a bunch of people to come laugh, clap and sing "Happy Birthday" to you. Maybe you'll get a present. Maybe you'll even get a cake. Maybe you'll get to blow out a candle and make a wish. You just want to feel loved.

Poor little guy. For the third year in a row, it almost didn't happen (again). It took some extraordinary efforts (especially on Papa's part). Almost superhuman, you could say. Then it came together. What's the best thing (and most memorable) that a little boy could ask for? His very own Spidey Team!

My family came together again with this amazing web of support that we are so blessed with ... all for a little guy that is only sort-of related to them. They came together to make sure that he knows that he IS part of our family and will always be. It's this wonderful gift that God has blessed them/us with. I couldn't help but think of that classic line from the Spiderman movie..."With great power, comes great responsibility." They've taken him and his sister on as part of our responsibility. Our family. Oh how blessed are we!