|The Erb Women|
Mary Jane and Betsy Jo will be Supergirls... our Supergirls. Will they bend steel, fly faster than a speeding bullet, or leap tall buildings in a single bound? Maybe. But we don't need them to in order to be our daughters. They will love us as parents and we will love them as children. And I'll do everything in my power to prevent whatever metaphorical Kryptonite there is out there from harming them. Now if for some reason, they pick up a few supervillains along the way... that's on them. I can only give advice. (I think I'll cut the Superman conceit here as you and I both know Clark Kent's adopted father doesn't make it much past the first act.)
At some point there should be a musical score from John Williams backing this post. OK, maybe not but that's how I feel.
|Mommy Playing with Our Girls|
Amidst all the bunny comments, Bruin basketball, and Academic Decathlon triumphs... sometimes I just need to step back and admit how much I love my women. They are strong. They are funny. They are the best.