This morning as we prepared our Lenten Calendar (which is the perfect countdown for these guys), I explained to Rascal that we would be giving up some things for Lent as a family in order to show Jesus we love Him and are sorry He had to die for us, etc. etc. The first penance was taken rather calmly, I thought:
ME: “No desserts except on Sundays and special Saints days.”
He mulled that over.
ME: “And, dear, no Chick-Fil-A until after Easter.”
“Oh, Mom, I don’t think I like Lent much,” was the woeful reply.