It’s the close of a decade — 10 crazy-beautiful years God has so graciously gifted us on this earth.

In the last decade:

-        We doubled the number of superheroes in our little league, bringing the number of mis-aiming penises and daily dental hygiene protesters from two to four. Compounding the love and laughter a trillion fold.

-        We held five more addresses in four different states (and somehow remained married after DITY moving four times, mostly because making out behind boxes is the most fun of all).

-        We figured out what we wanted to do when we became big boys and big girls, sent Super-Spouse through physician assistant school, changed military careers and graduated an Army PA, kitchen table stitcher-upper and professional tri-ager of Emergency-Room prone boys.

-        We counted cereal as dinner, toted a 2D Flat Daddy, Skyped and, upon discovering the genius of a magical device called an iPhone, Facetimed our way through deployments 5 through 11. (And Michelle discovered coffee. Because clearly cranberry juice was not cutting it in this life.)

-        We waded into the waters of elementary school, middle school, extra-curriculars and our new lives as professional chauffeurs and the volunteer-ers of all things.

-        We experienced the joy, love and ministry of the publishing company where I worked for 13 years.

-        We traveled to China twice and fell a million times in love with the 600,000 mostly special needs superheroes we had to leave behind. We started a blog to advocate for them. We pray daily for Jesus to change their story.

-        We learned to trust, I mean really trust, the only One who is our rock in this life.

And more quickly than I seem to be able to document any of these moments, they’ve raced by.