Piety is defined by Merriam-Webster as "dutifulness in religion" and I guess my child is blessed with that virtue. I am not.
At my (and my hubby's) fave restaurant when I see my fave fajitas coming I'm not like "whoa stop there is something missing" unless of course its the bell peppers or something. My 2.5 y/o daughter on the other hand yells at my MIL and me. In a shrill and distraught voice as she does her swirlie criss cross over her heart I hear " Momma you have to say Jesus Prayer before you eat.
No food until then, make Him happy." Ooooooooh kaaaay.
She didn't even stand there long enough to go through he Catechumen ceremony but something must have happened - and it doesn't have to do with me.
For the ever loving life of me I could not even start to remember the Lord's Prayer. Nope Nada Zilch in my awestruck brain at that moment. She took our hands placed them palms up and said the prayer almost perfect, with a little extra added in at the end and then a swirlie cross. I almost cried. One because my daughter is so innocent and willing to love God and two because I couldn't even remember and I'm supposed to be teaching her.
Maybe Dad won't have to worry about dating, maybe she will WANT to go to a monastery.