I took Lauren to my parents' house around two. They were going to get her to rehearsal at the theater, and then take her to church on Sunday.
My mom doesn't approve of the way I'm raising Lauren. I'm not anti-religion so much as I'm of the opinion you shouldn't limit yourself to only one religion — you should learn about as many of them as you can, and then make up your own mind about what is and isn't true. Over ninety percent of the planet grows up to believe what their parents taught them, but if only one religion can be right, and if you're damned if you don't believe the right thing, then whatever religion you're born into basically decides whether or not you'll be damned. Something doesn't feel right about that to me. Not for a loving God, anyway.
