“I’m such a glutton,” sighed my daughter Helen, leaning her slender frame closer to the pepperoni pizza. A slip of a lass whose vital statistics have hovered at the third percentile for all of her eleven years, Helen boasts a super power which allows her to pack away pizza like a kid triple her size.
“You know what’s the hardest part of Lent?” she asked, lifting yet another slice of pizza onto her plate. “Giving up the stuff I like to eat.”
No doubt, “giving up stuff” for Lent is hard. What may be harder still is for a parent to get his kids to give up stuff for Lent.
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