I would have to say that it has been my own experience that having kids kills hipness dead. When you have one or two little anarchists tearing around and their entire world, food, drink, clothes, safety, is up to you, it really cuts down on your ability to be even remotely cool. There is no sociological sub-grouping that prizes spit-up stains and bits of finger food on one’s shirt as “hip.”
I’m too tired to be cool, now.
~ Commentator on Rob Dreher’s blog (discussing the book Hipster Christianity: When Church and Cool Collide)