a mother and her son

[sergebroom]

"Did it bother you when I stopped going to services with you?"

"Clark, you were fourteen. Old enough to make your own decisions in that regard."

"I know, but... Did I disappoint you -- or offend you?"

"No. Not one bit. Clark, you could never disappoint me --"

"Except for melting that vase from Paris. And crashing thru the weather vane."

"And you would bend all the utensils in the house every time I made liver... Clark, my faith was my own. I brought it into your life so that you could have a foundation for making your own choices... I certainly think you've made good ones..."

(This exchange between Clark and Martha Kent is one of the reasons I've come back to reading Superman. I had always loved the character, but was never quite happy with how he was handled.)