We saw Marley & Me today and since we arrived 15 minutes late, seating was scarce. I had Landon sitting on my lap and sharing our small little seat with Austen. At the end of the movie, Marley's life was coming to an end and all of a sudden 6-year-old little Austen looks up at me and starts sobbing.
Usually, movie theater tears end by the time the movie is over....but not for Austen. She spent the next 45 minutes sobbing because Marley died. Even after she had pulled herself together, if you so much as mentioned the word Marley, she would break down again in a matter of seconds. For as sad as she was, I found it oddly hilarious. This picture of her cracks me up.... (and I have her full permission to post it here, so no, I don't feel bad about posting her sensitive moment online...and mocking it a little).