Ok, so let me tell you that I have raised one super disciplined kid, especially considering that I am about the least freaking disciplined person on the face of the planet.
Brushing my teeth twice a day is comparative to military drills.
BUT, this super-fantastic kid that I have (in spite of his mother being a super-fantastic flake) totally made it the whole (um, howevermanydays) Lenten-time without drinking soda or playing with army men.
And I think we're all pretty aware that howevermanydays is like a gajillion is kid time.
He did wind up eating meat on a Friday once... which really wasn't his fault because *duh* his mom is a flake.
But yea, he learned his lesson (huh? what's are those?) and called me this past Friday saying that everyone was eating steak and ribs and he asked Super Dad to go get him some fish for the grill because it was Lent.
My kid is a Lenten superstar. Like that Jesus guy... I hear he was good at it too.