He practiced and practiced, and he did an excellent job. Apparently, reading at church started to give him ideas, because later that night he came home and this conversation transpired:
Bun: I know what I'm doing with my life.
Me: Great! What's your plan?
Bun: On Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday, I will be a geography teacher. And on Friday and Sunday, I will be a priest.
Me: Hmm, I'm not sure it works like that.
Rob (in the other room): "Father, can you help us with Holy Thursday mass?" "Nope, sorry, not a priest on Thursdays, remember?"
Me: What about Saturday night mass, Bun? Won't you do that?
Bun: Ohhhh, yeah! I forgot about Saturday night! Okay, then I will be a priest starting around 2 or 2:30 on Saturday. But not before that.
Me (laughing): Yeah, I bet a lot of priests might like Saturday morning and afternoon to themselves.