Nancy: Well, it started when my oldest child began school. He was a first-grader, six years old, and he brought home a flyer from the school that said, "Come join Boy Scouts, it's good fun!" And being an active atheist, I knew from the get-go that the Boy Scouts would not allow my child to join.
I went to the principal and I said, "I find these materials offensive, and I don't want my son to receive them any more." He agreed they wouldn't, and within a matter of about two weeks, I came to pick my son up from school one day, and he's wearing a non-removable wrist bracelet (like you might get at an amusement park; you can remove it by cutting it, but it's not removable by a 6-year-old), and he's just bouncing up and down and he says, "I'm going to be a Boy Scout," and "I'm going to get to earn badges," and "The (school officials) said it was a good thing," and "Mommy! Can I join? Can I join?"
So now, here I am explaining to my son, who is now sobbing and tears are running down his face, that no, Son, you cannot join, and it doesn't matter what the school official said because the Boy Scouts will not accept our kind. And that's a really terrible thing to have to explain; it was a life lesson I had hoped he would be much older before he would learn.
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I wonder what this boy will think, when he's old enough to think for himself, about his mothers' choices?
If he finds God, he may resent his mother for denying him the chance to experience all religious beliefs, and make his own decision.
Regardless, the boy is missing a great experience by not experiencing the fun of Scouting.
Translation:
"I want my son to get whatever he wants whenever he wants it. It's how I was raised."