Aidan can have a somewhat, ahem, obsessive personality. If he likes something or is interested in a concept, he goes all in. There is no halfway for him. It's all or nothing. (I have no idea where he gets this from. Nope.)
This week he is obsessed with sins. Yes, sins. He is in preparation mode for his first confession next Tuesday and all he wants to discuss is how we all sin, why we sin and being forgiven for our sins.
He even recites the Act of Contrition at dinner. It makes for lovely dinner conversation.
In fact, Aidan was one of the first in his class to have the Act of Contrition memorized. This illustrious achievement awarded him the honor of a St. Anthony medal to wear around his neck. Yet instead of being proud of our son's religious acumen, Chris and I continue to giggle over how he looks like an Italian biker dude wearing a fake gold chain and a religious symbol. All he needs is some chest hair peeking through the chain and a white muscle shirt to complete the look. (Yes, we are not the ideal for parents of Catholic school children. If only the nuns knew the truth. Okay, they may have guessed by this point.)
On Wednesday, my friend Christine took Aidan for swimming practice for me. About halfway through the practice, I get a text from her that reads: "Aidan told Ellie she needs to start praying for her sins. Her response: What's a sin?"
I am hoping this whole sin obsession ends after the ceremony on Tuesday before my kid gets a rep as the crazy religious chain wearing boy. Keep your fingers crossed. Amen.
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