Here's how it went down...

Went to church on Sunday and live to tell the tale, though there's not much of it.

We sat towards the back and I couldn't hear very well what with babies crying and all. I kind of liked being there and envisioned how pretty it would be come Christmas - but - I kind of was bored. I like when the priest talks about stuff...but the readings? I could live without...

The girl enjoyed the songs. She sung along without knowing the words. Don't ask me how. Then she made me get communion even though I was set against it because she wanted to know what it looked like. I showed her, she wanted to touch it, I said no...that's weird right? Can't touch my blessed "Body of Christ" before I eat it...there must be a rule about that somewhere. The priest was already eyeballing me funny because I didn't eat it right away.

She liked Sunday school. They did crafts. There was an argument between her and her friend about trading necklaces or something. She will not be wearing any accessories next week. In trouble on the first day...
Her friend came out upset. She is having a tough time of it at home...but basically said something like, "God is fake!" Of course, I immediately shoot an accusing glance at my little heathen.

"DID YOU TELL HER THAT?"

"NO!" she says...

I believe her. She had fear in her eyes. I must have had my scary face on. She's been praying to God asking for all sorts of things anyway. Getting her to believe was easier than I thought. She's treating him like a Genie in a Bottle though so I'll have to get her to knock that one off... "Dear God, can you tell my mom to buy me a new toy today?" "GOD PLEASE let my mom get me a kitten!"

All in all, good experience. She's happy to go and I'm happy she's happy.