Tonight, Melina -- known to her siblings as The Perfect Child -- is doing her first reconciliation. She reminded me this morning before we left for the school bus. She told me, "But I don't know what my sin is going to be." So I said to her, "Maybe you should do something at school so you have one for tonight."
I received The Look of Horror. The idea of misbehaving deliberately so she'd have some material for the priest is, evidently, antithetical to the whole idea of Melinaness. Maybe I should have told her just to make something up.