That's one way of looking at it *giggle*snort*

I am a regular reader of the blog Love Joy Feminism, written by an ex-fundamentalist woman. Although the mothers reading this already know that I'm not big on children, much of LJF is talking about the fundamentalist parenting approach vs the method the blogger is using to raise her own children and even I got a giggle at today's When God Took a Journey in a Cave post about her 5-year-old:

My husband Sean and I are not religious, and by that I mean that we do not believe in either God or the supernatural. Sally is in preschool, and her current familiarity with the stories of Christianity is centered mainly on the nativity story that she is exposed to at Christmas and, well, the movie Prince of Egypt. She insists that Jesus and Moses are the same person, because, duh, look at pictures, it’s obvious.

Sally also sees a crucifix at Sean’s parents’ church when we visit, and she knows that’s meant to be Jesus. One of her aunts read her a children’s book about the crucifixion and resurrection last Easter, and she processed that story by talking about how Jesus’ mother must have been so sad that he was dead, but that was okay because he came back alive again, and by comparing Jesus to the Doctor from Doctor Who, because both are capable of dying and coming alive again (also, the Roman soldiers are apparently totally cybermen)

Doctor Who, world mythology, and (spoilers) eventually astonomy. Gotta love it!