Saturday, December 15, 2007

Samuel's Sweetness

Samuel, at 9, amazes me with his sweetness. He has been sweet his entire life, and he has not yet grown jaded, and I am very grateful for that.

Tonight I took the boys to another medicore movie, "Alvin and the Chipmunks." I swore I wouldn't pay to see it after watching the preview, in which a chipmunk eats another chipmunk's turd, then says, "Dude, you owe me big time." (When I don't respond favorably to potty humor, you know something's gone terribly wrong in the universe.)

At the end of the movie, as the credits rolled, there was the usual mad dash for the exits. Samuel, the sweetest boy in the world, sat transfixed in his seat...and clapped.

I have absolutely no idea why I find that so touching, but I do.

I worry that as he grows older his sincerity will be taken advantage of, that his heart will be broken, that his faith in the goodness of people will erode, and he'll become like the rest of us.

But until then, I have a boy who claps at the end of movies, and that is a wonderful thing.

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