Kiddo#1 announced with great pride that he would eat seven tacos for dinner.
I replied that gluttony is not a virtue.
He replied with, “Forgive me, Father, for I have committed fifty-eight units of gluttony.”
I started to laugh, and my Patient Husband started to ask what constitutes a “unit” of gluttony. But then Kiddo#1 added, “Could you wait to give me absolution until I finish this donut?”
Chalk that one up as something that would have your confessor rubbing his temples and praying for guidance.