jokes on me

This week, I feel as though I entered into a cliche, Christian subculture joke: You know your kids have been raised in an emerging* church if...

On Tuesday, the fam went into Starbucks on The Corner at UVA. When Wyatt went into Bucks' upstairs, taking in the warm, earth-tone walls, the ambient light, the numerous chairs around tables, the art on the walls, the leather couches, he said, "Mommy, is this a church?"

I'm still pondering what I think about that, a lot there actually.

*for those fortunate