Are We Cheasters?

We believe that it is important for Mya to know the true meaning of Easter! But we also feel that kids are kids and should be able to enjoy the fun and magical feeling of the holiday too. Sometimes you just need to see a smile on your child's face! I love holidays because it gives you the perfect excuse to spoil your child. Afterall, these are the days that kids LIVE FOR! These are the days that they can't fall asleep the night before because they are so filled with anticipation and excitement! These are the days that kids get to be kids before some bully or brat spoils their beliefs and ruins their fun! So, for as long as I can, I am going to create memories and traditions for Mya to enjoy. Just as our parents did for us!

With that being said, Mya woke up Easter morning to just that. When she opened her door and she saw that the Easter Bunny had left her an Easter basket with 2 new Cabbage Patch dolls, sidewalk chalk, and a brand new easter dress. She was so excited!

After all the excitement, we decided to take Mya to church for the very first time. Most people know that I am not a "regular" at church. In fact, some have even called me a Cheaster (Christmas/Easter church goer) and have questioned my beliefs. However, going to church is important to Matt; therefore, it's important to me. We want to make sure that we teach Mya about faith and the importance of going to church. Who knows, maybe I will learn some things too!

Lucky for us, a brand new church, The Chapel, opened super close to our house. We have visited The Chapel with Matt's brother and family at one of their other church locations. Despite being cornered by a psychic in the pew behind us and asked if she wanted to give me a back massage after the service (I was 7 months pregnant), I did somewhat enjoy the experience. It is a very different take on the typical church. It is very laid back, fun music is played by a band (I got really excited when the very cute Brit lead singer sang "You Found Me" by the Fray), and they have a "lighter approach" to preaching about religion....which I like.

I was extremely reluctant to take Mya to the "daycare." My purse was bulging with snacks, drinks, and toys to get her through the hour service. But, when we arrived we decided to take a look at the 1 yr old room. I was prepared for hysterics...kicking, screaming, snot all over the face...the works. We let Mya take a look at the room. She found a toy, ran to it, and never looked back. I had to literally grab her, kiss her, and tell her I would be back in awhile. She really didn't care where I was or where I was going. So, off to the service I went. After the service, we went back to get Mya. She was having a great time on a rocking horse. I tried to get her attention, she looked at me, and returned to playing. Hmph... Guess she likes church! Perhaps we won't be Cheasters afterall!