So, this might not really be considered a gift to some, but Sam's short memory can sometimes be so very comical. It defines him so well. He can lock many interesting facts into his mind and keep them there forever. But on Sunday, when he was supposed to remember to make the short trip from our front door to the chapel on his scooter, he got sidetracked and forgot what the goal was. There was a little party at our thrift store which sits right between our house and the church. This party had a bounce house. I could probably just end the story right there and you would be able to guess what happened. Well, I guess that the bounce house seemed much more appealing than children's church, because that is where we finally found him half-an-hour after church started. His explanation: "I got distracted." He certainly did. Well, he got in trouble, but I really found myself smiling about the situation more than anything. That was such a "Sam" thing to do. He is such a unique and special kid. Ok, that might be a kind way of saying that he is a hand-full. But I sure do love that little boy of mine.
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