“Father Dan isn’t married is he?” My son asks my husband in church.
“Well, son…”
My husband is interrupted by overzealous and crazy loud concern.
“If he isn’t married, he doesn’t have any children.”
“If he doesn’t have kids than Santa didn’t visit.
My poor husband tries again….
“But that means no presents under the tree!!!”
My husband starts to giggle along with most of the pews ahead and behind us.
Conversations like this are the norm for my sweet five year old son, “T”.
He has the sweetest heart and worries about everyone including our beloved priest.
I love how simple life seems to him. People get married, choose children, and have Christmas presents.
If only son, if only.
