My life with the Sullivan boys

Father Tasto, Last Sunday my family and I decided to come back to church. We were members of St. Thomas for at least 3 years and attended regularly until the birth of my third son. Life got in the way and went hadn’t been back on a regular basis for a good three years. Occasionally my husband and my oldest son, who’s eight would attend mass. After having a pleasurable experience at our in-laws church in Fond du Lac Wisconsin, we decided it was time to get the family back to church on a regular basis.  We loaded everyone into the van and drove to the 11 a.m. mass. We arrived and unloaded from the van. When we got to the entrance, we headed straight to the elevator, as our 6 year old is profoundly disabled and requires a wheelchair for mobility. My husband waited in front of the elevator while I escorted my four and eight year old to the main level. My boys were actually very excited to go to church, we waited for my husband and other son by the elevator. After a few minu...

"Why is Dermot here?", he asked, and for a nano second,       I was offended. But then I remembered, he's eight. "Why wouldn't he be here, he's Owen's brother." I answered. "But he can't play basketball" he continued. "I know, but do you know what Dermot's favorite thing to do is?" He shook his head. "He loves being around lots of kids and listening to them play." That satisfied him for a while and off he went to play basketball with all the other eight year olds attending Owen's birthday party. Not being a great basketball player, he returned while I was preparing the tables for the influx of Pizza Hut that was on it's way. What does Dermot do?, does Dermot go to school?, does Dermot have a bed?, does Dermot have other friends that are in wheelchairs?, how much did his wheelchair cost? After answering many questions about Dermot I stopped what I was doing, rolled Dermot closer to the curious...