My parents never went to church, although both learned xtion. I went to a Methodist church as a kid with my two sisters for a social thing. I was always asking the "wrong" questions, so, I think they were just as happy I left in 8th grade. I studied religions on my own.
As an adult, I once asked my Mom why, since she was brought up Southern Baptist, she didn't have us do that. My Mom said, I quote, "I didn't want to inflict that upon you."

My mother ran away from the JW's to become a rouge Pentecostal. My stepfather was once a Free Will Baptist. Mix that all up and you have the confusion I came out of.

My dad's family had been Morons (oops, Mormons) for generations. My mom was Methodist. When they married, my mom converted to Moronism. So, I was brainwashed to be a Moron. I'm glad I outgrew it, and am now free from religion. Hooray!

My father didn't do religion but my mother was Mormon. They separated when I was in the 4th grade. All of us kids had to go to church... for the most part.

It seems there are few fundamentalist Christians in Germany, but somehow my Dad managed to find possibly the only one there marry her and bring her to Alabama.
There wasn't a lot of religious tolerance in that house.

My mother was a Jehovah's Witness and my Dad was I believe a nonbeliever although he never discussed what he believed. I made the sad mistake of getting involved in my mother's religion for way too many years. I finally left when I was nearly 40 and it took years more to admit that I was an atheist. Things worked out in the end but I lost a lot because of belief. I wish my Dad would have been more open about his beliefs.