This morning I was cooking something that required I crush my pretzels. Well, Davis was asleep so I left Sam in the kitchen eating breakfast and went to my room to pound on the pretzels (since it is the room farthest from Davis' room). A few seconds after I started pounding I heard Sam running to my room and when I looked to see him he was standing in the doorway in full battle stance with his lightsaber, ready to protect mom from whatever was making that sound. The look on his face was fear, but he was ready for battle. I still have to chuckle writing this and remembering that little face. I also get teared up a little knowing that he would run in to help mom even when he was scared.
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