I unfortunately had to wait until the following day to watch Cosmos. With the time change, putting 4 kids to bed and catching up on school (I take online classes) there was no way I could watch the premiere live. You can imagine my excitement when I woke up before my kids. Tip toeing to the living and turning the TV on making sure the volume was just loud enough. I felt like a kid again on a Saturday morning trying not to wake up my parents.
And then the baby woke up. No big deal. I changed her and made a bottle. 3 minutes gone. Sat back down and pressed play.
Then LC zombie walked out to the living room. Her hair a mess and whining that she had to go “peeeeeeeeeeeeee.”
Pause. I helped her onto the potty. Brushed her teeth. Got her oatmeal and sat her at the table. 10 minutes gone.
The baby was fussing again. This could only mean that she wanted finish her bottle. Fine. I sat down and pressed play.
This moment of peace lasted maybe 5 minutes before my oldest was up and hopping out to the living room. He is a bundle of joy. No “wake up” period for him. The second his eyes open he is full throttle. I paused the tv. I knew he would enjoy Cosmos but I wanted to say good morning and start getting him ready for school. Shit! School. I completely forgot. I made him his oatmeal then packed his lunch. Got him dressed and luckily for me his Mimi stopped by and she volunteered to take him to school. Whew. 30 minutes later I was ready to resume Cosmos.
The baby was sleeping and I was enjoying life. I watched a good 20 minutes before Charlie aka the Chuckernaut began yelling “Dadddddeee” from her crib. Pause. No biggy. She’s the easy one… The second I opened the door to her room I knew I was in trouble. “You poooooped” I exclaimed in sarcastic excitement. Yep she had indeed pooped, up her back. After a quick bath and breakfast I was back in business.
Five minutes later the baby was starting to fuss. I decided to hold her and try to power through these last minutes of Cosmos. That’s when she pooped. Pause. I trekked to the changing table and realized she had copied her sister and pooped up her back too. Awesome. I keep saying in my head “I love my kids” over and over.
I bathed her, got her dressed and laid her down. 15 minutes had passed. I made a quick cup of coffee on my Kuerig and sat down to finish the show.
I did finish the show and it was amazing. Well worth “ignoring” my kids. Maybe it was all I had been through this morning or maybe the end of the show was just that touching but I seriously teared up when Neil spoke about Carl Sagan. The visuals were fantastic and they couldn’t of picked a better host. If you haven’t watched it I recommend you do at all cost.
Yes, I am raising my children as atheists. *GASP* No, I don’t constantly recite some demonic evolutionary mantra every evening whilst bathing in goats blood praising the Big Bang theory to them in place of a bedtime story. It’s different than that, it’s better than that. I’m raising them without the stigma, the hate, the judgment and high horse that is affiliated with religion.
So, what is involved in raising atheist children? It’s quite simply really. All the standard parenting minus any “god” influence. I believe my children should understand why it is right or wrong to behave a certain way. Not fear divine repercussion for bad behavior and having an unreal payoff for good behavior.
We teach them to explore their emotions. To try to understand why they feel good when they do good things and why they feel bad when they do bad things. I believe this deeper thinking is critical for their development.
Sure we’ve had the “god” talk. Not because I want to force my opinions onto them (this will inevitably happen) but because family has forced their Christian views onto my children and they’ve had questions.
“Some people believe in God and some people don’t. Nonni does and Daddy doesn’t. ” is my typical response. I want them to explore their own beliefs with as little outside influence as possible. This is where I wish people would have more respect. My son’s preschool teacher told him rain is God crying. I showed him one 3 minute video on YouTube on how rain is formed and he got it. Children are brilliant. Just try teaching them first. Using God to explain things is just laziness.
As more and more parents come out as atheists I’m sure there will be tons more posts like this. I look forward to reading others ideas and comments on the subject.
There is nothing that makes me more excited than reading and learning about Mars. I know it’s only a matter of time before they find evidence for life on Mars. All of the ingredients are there, infused into the landscape like a burrito bowl from Chipotle. One may think that this would be it, the moment religion would die. I mean it would have to, right? Where’s the biblical explanation for life on another planet!?!
Never fear my heathen friends! Christian apologists have already came up with an answer. Drumroll please…
Eden had to of been on Mars. Yes, you read that right. They are saying that the Garden of Freakin Eden was on Mars!
I don’t have to spell out how ignorant that idea is. What other questions the notion raises. However the internet is breaming with these “brilliant” folks. This is just another example of Christians squeezing the puzzle piece where it doesn’t belong.
Teach the controversy. Tell your family. Live it. It should no longer be something to fear. The scientific evidence is abundant. Demonic possession is and will be the leader in therapeutical and medical treatment.
1. As the demon runs rampant through your blood stream it clears blood clots and clogged arteries.
2. While your brain is in distress it actually increases your brain activity and IQ is increased post possession.
3. The typical possession burns 1500-2000 calories. There isn’t a better workout available. Plus you don’t remember a thing. You just wake up refreshed!
4. Possession cures cancer and other ailments. Yes, it’s true, demons are not restricted to the disease of man. Continual possession builds your immunity to these diseases.
Remember these key arguments the next time your family has an intervention for because your head did a 360 and you vomited all over your sheets.
Dawkins and Krauss at a screening of the movie The Unbelievers and I have TICKETS!!
Sorry for all the bold and caps, I am just really, really, really excited.
I’m not quite sure what to expect. Is there a book signing? Meet and greet? Can I get my photo taken with them?
All and all I’m up for the adventure. Hell freaking yes I’m up for the adventure. These are my idols, to some, they are Satan’s minions or maybe even Lucifer himself taking the form of a brilliant scientist to spread the lies of evolution. But to me they are my friends. If any of you reading this have answers to my questions please please comment. Thank you.
Once upon a time I was religious. Yes, me, the in-ur-face atheist satan spawn antichrist me. I considered myself born again, baptized in a muddy pond, blessed to fight against Lucifer’s temptations, hallelujah!
It appears Ken Ham officially won the debate. With a mere $50,000 investment (what he paid Bill Nye) Ham has been able to feed off of the debate’s popularity to fund his seventy three MILLION DOLLAR Noah’s Ark replica project.
Now I don’t feel bad for getting banned on Ham’s Facebook page for saying things like “there’s science then there’s Ken Ham science” and “real science doesn’t need public investors.”
The God all mighty Jehovah Savior Christ Lord Ghost of Holy sky and soul creature must be misty-eyed excited for Ham. There is no better way to send praise to your controlling parent-father-creator-thing by spending a shit ton of money on ridiculous stupidity.
I imagine Ken Ham praying thanks to his fetish… I mean god.
Dear heavenly invisible mind man, Screw all the starving children in Kentucky. Screw the homeless. Screw the cold, the sick, the injured, the impoverished, the addicted, and the helpless. Screw them and let’s build a fake boat that people can look at. Amen.