Yes, folks, I think it's probably time that we just close up shop and go home. We've failed.
Tonight, at the homeschool blessing mass here in Columbus it was our daughter who raised her hand after mass when the bishop offered to answer children's questions and asked, "When are you going to retire and get a wife?"
Yep. That was us.
I asked her afterwards, "Why did you ask that? Did you really not know the answer or was it a joke?"
"I wanted to know," she asserted.
"But you know that priests don't get married."
"But if they retire," she suggested, "They're not priests anymore. Can't they get married then?"
MrsDarwin interjected, "Even when priests retire from everyday duties, they're still priests. They take a vow of life-long celibacy when they're ordained."
Oldest daughter was sure she had facts on her side. "Oh yeah?" she asked. "What did St. Francis do when retired?"
"He got the stigmata and then died," replied Daddy the spoil-sport.
"Oh. Well, I didn't know that part."
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