Church over homeleave

Over home leave, I went to the church that I used to go to. My cousin, my brother and I were all sitting in a pew behind an old family friend. Before church started I'd said hi to him and asked him how he was and things like that. Another lady was sitting on the other side of the pew that he was sitting in. She had a little boy with her, I'm guessing it was her son, and he looked like he was about four. J.R. is the mans name, and he's kind of old. He always brings a pillow to church and a thing to rest his back on so he doesn't have to sit on the hard pew. The little boy started getting really fidgety and he was probably really bored. He got up and there's little string things on the side of his cusion (so you can tie it to a chair I'm guessing), The boy walked over there and grabbed one of the strings on it. He just kind of held it for a minute and then all of a sudden ripped the cusion out from behind him and ran back over to his mom. She gave him a look and tried to take it from him. He wouldn't give it back. J.R. looked surprised, and upset, but he didn't look mad at ALL. I found that to be pretty amazing. Who wouldn't get mad? You could tell by his eyes that he wasn't mad in the least. I would get mad if I were him. I would've at least gotten a little frustrated, but he didn't. He just sat there and listened to the sermon.