“Being the middle child is like having a superpower: invisibility.” This came to me in an email recently. If you had not guessed, I am indeed a middle child. There were times when I felt invisible. I had an older sister striving forward and breaking in our parents. Equally challenging, I had a younger sibling who would best be described as a handful. As for me, I was easy-going, well mannered, dependable, and orderly. Is it any wonder that I drew less parental attention? I would argue that those of us in the middle have more important and lasting superpowers.