I just had to share this picture from the pumpkin patch yesterday. If this picture doesn’t say brothers, I don’t know what does. The proud older brother with his arm around his little brother, and the little brother looking up admiringly at his big bro. Except they’re not actual brothers, at least not by birth.
We like to say they are “godbrothers” because that little guy on the right is my best friend’s son and my godson, and my son is her godson. All the kids think of each other as godbothers and sisters. Well, make that sister because my daughter is the only girl among what will soon be 4 boys! My best friend is due any minute, so I will soon have another godson, and the final member of our little brood..
It just goes to show that sometimes families are not born, they’re made.