My wife, sweets.
Our son, video games.
I now drink seltzer water weekend nights and go to bed unreasonably early. My wife now sneaks kale into dinner entrées and disappears off to Zumba. Our boy now takes apart calculators.
Welcome to Lent at 394 Main Road, where you’ll find a family retracing Christ's steps out into the desert for 40 days of self-denial, temptation and, in our boy’s case, passive aggression.