Daughter: Mom, we're not going to Mass today, are we?
Me: No, we usually don't go on Saturdays.
Daughter: Can I go to confession?
Me: Of course. You can walk over to church with your sister this afternoon.
Daughter: Good. I want to bring the flowers I picked for Mary.
Me (a little dense, I guess): Mary who?
Daughter (with a hint of exasperation): Jesus' mom!
Thank you, Lord, I must be doing something right!