The next morning, a friend who catered the party called, sharing how Isla had bragged about the “costume ploy,” calling us a “discount superhero act.” That’s when the perfect idea hit.
Two days later, a billboard above her estate displayed a huge family photo from the festival, our handmade costumes in full view, with the words: “The Real Super Family: No Villains Allowed.”
Word spread quickly, and neighbors joined in, with local cafés offering a “Super Family Special” in our honor. That evening, my husband hugged me, saying, “I’ve never been prouder to be married to a superhero.”
Watching our boys play in the yard, I knew Isla might have her glitzy gatherings, but we had something better: a family that didn’t need costumes or pretenses to be “super.”