I had parents that were every bit as Catholic as the Pope.
I can remember being in about 4th grade and asking my mom how we could be sure of what was right and what was wrong…already I had noticed that there was discord amongst the ranks. She said that it was really very easy. What ever the Pope taught was the right thing because Jesus had promised that He would never let the Pope teach anything wrong. I was much relieved to find out that is was so nice and easy.
My father was the logical, reasoning one, and taught my not just the faith but why we believe what we believe.
Haven’t strayed since, by the Grace of God and my Grandmothers gazilion billion rosaries. (No kidding, my grandmother lived with us and though she never said a word about getting home on time from dates, she never went to bed until I got home, and often prayed the Rosary until I came to say goodnight. :gopray: )