Church

I spent Easter Sunday, playing with JavaScript and watching movies. When the family returned from church we headed to my mother in law’s to have Easter dinner and a few drinks. No more than 5 minutes into the drive my 5 year old asks “Dad, why don’t you like Church?”.

Obviously when asked, the misses bombed. So I fixed his understanding. I replied simply “Daddy went to church A LOT as a kid, and I mean A LOT. Now, daddy just needs a break. I’ll go back… when I’m ready to.”

My son, in his infinite wisdom continues “Oh ok. It’s like us, we used to go to McDonalds  and now we’re taking a break. At school, I played Transformers a lot but took a break and now we play Power Rangers!”

Exactly son. Exactly.