Embarrassing Loyalty

I must have been about 8 years old when my older sister came home from Jr. High with a problem. She told me that she had received some candy canes at school (it was Christmas time) and a dumb boy had stolen a really good tasting one (must have been rainbow or something) and eaten it. She told me she was upset and I immediately knew something had to be done. Somehow we knew that this boy's little sister was in my second grade class so, like any normal 8 year old, I wrote a letter to this boy's mother and planned to give it to the girl in my class to deliver to her mom. I don't remember what it said, but I do remember something about making him giving the candy cane back or replacing it. So, I brought it to school and boldly gave it to the girl with instructions to give it to her mom without opening it up. 5 minutes later she and her friend came up to me with the note open and laughing at me. And that's all I remember.

Yes, that is pretty embarrassing. I mean where did I get that idea? But once someone is my friend I am fiercely loyal and defensive of them. I know my friend, Marisa, sometimes doesn't tell me when people wrong her, because she knows I will get really mad at the perpetrator. What can I say? I love passionately. If anyone ever wrongs my children I am going to have a really hard time not beating them up. My husband better be a pacifist.