Easter Sunday...

Oh Easter! I bought a beautiful dress with a matching headband and gold shoes. She danced in circles and called it her wedding dress. If only we hadn't been the family carrying our crying daughter out of church. Oh yes, it was us. She began wailing (loudly!) when she realized her mimi would not be coming to sit with us and would instead be staying up front to sing in the choir. Devastated.... that is the only word to describe how she felt. Previous to the crying fit that ended with her and I taking a lap around the outside of the church until the service was over... she actually tried to join her mimi up front. They were about to give the Children's Church sermon up at the front and Greg looked at me and said, 'do you think she'll go up there by herself?' Definitely, I though to myself. When they called them up and I leaned down to ask her she said 'yes!' without any hesitation and as soon as she left the pew - Greg and I both realized why. She headed straight past all the other kids and about knocked over the sweet teenage girl about to tell them all about the importance of Easter and ran straight to her mimi who luckily was sitting in the front row of the choir. My mom gave her a hug and told her to go sit by the other kids. She smiled sweetly and proceeded to sit directly behind the girl talking to the kids. She took off her shoes and turned to face her mimi - oblivious to the 400 people (including her mortified parents) watching her antics from the pews. She spun in circles throughout the children's sermon as Greg looked at me with that 'you go get her' look on his face. I waited until the story was over and as all the other kids stood up to leave she sat contentedly smiling at her mimi from her new seat on the stage. When I realized she wasn't coming back, I had to go up and get her to bring her back to us and that was when the weeping ensued. "I want my mimi!" she wailed all the way out of the back of the church. Happy Easter!