We stopped in at the Jackson, MI Culver’s. The frozen custard is worth the trip (bring on the carmel cashew. Bet that one shows up in heaven), but I also discovered something pretty radical. There were kids everywhere, but absolutely no clowns, animated characters, indoor playgrounds, or royal crowns. Is it possible that even kids can be satisfied with nothing more than great quality eats?

Does this raise anything about our church’s strategies with children?