after a few samples, Sam was starting to get the hang of it. every isle there was a treat of some kind; bbq beef sandwich, juice, corndogs, etc. so after some of the food got to his brain (for those of you that know him, you know what I mean!) he began getting silly in asking for a sample, but he still said "may I have one please" just in his goofy-Sam way. well this particular sample lady just fell head over heels in love with Sam for being so polite and well-mannered, she gave him another sample and then came over to me with a great big hug and said "thank you for being a good parent," and went on and on. she made a scene, and then when we walked away I heard her telling the next guy getting a sample about what Sam had said to her. it was almost embarrassing, but in a good way.
it's probably the best compliment I could get actually. I feel proud, not of me (ok maybe a little bit), but more of Sam. he's growing up right before my eyes; he's a boy already, soon to be a kid, soon to be a teenager, soon to be a man.
as a parent I want to do a good job and really teach my kids morals, integrity, respect, and love. at this "job" you don't get reviewed for a raise, a gold star on a chart, or a pat on the back. there are no vacations, no days off.
today I got a hug ... and it felt good.