the idea of being raised atheist is amusing. children grow up with classmates and teachers and stories that gravitate them towards at least a perfunctory belief in a deity, at least till middle school. I imagine atheist parents vigorously debunking little freddy and sissy's school-formed beliefs of santa claus and whatnot, and little atheist children growing up with a sense of resentment towards their parents and superiority towards the other kids because their atheist ceremonies are better:

Christmastime: The Great Debunker brings us presents-- from the store, of course.

Easter: The Bunny debunker brings us bran sandwhiches-- they don't have all that egg-yolk cholesterol.