Three things that made me cry in the last week

1. We are moving! But that is not what made me cry. We are moving to a bigger house (4 bedrooms--yay!) jusst down the street. In packing up, we are trying to de-clutter ("Fight the hoard!") and get rid of things we no longer need by donating them to a local shelter. Rebecca, at the wise old age of 7, decided she is ready to get rid of "her" play kitchen. The play kitchen Jessica and Mikayla got for Christmas 9 years ago, when they were almost 4 and almost 2. At first I was hesitant to let it go, because I remember giving my toy kitchen away in a move, and how much I missed it. But I figured she should know if she plays with it or not, so whatever, right? One less thing to move.
Until Mike actually started to pick it up. I jokingly said, "Let me have a moment," and patted it lovingly. The next thing I knew I was crying like a baby! I'm talking cry-ing, not just teary-eyed and choked-up! Jessica asked if I was really crying, and I tried choke out, "No..." but she said, "You ARE!" and put her arms around me and held me, which just made me cry more. I said, "I'm so silly," and she said, "No, you're a woman."
Their watching Toy Story 3 on Saturday morning didn't help at all!

(Then)
Look at my sweet baby! *sniff*

(Now)
Here it is in the driveway awaiting transport, being used to hide Easter eggs.

2.  The girls and I took part in our church's Easter presentation, "Living Last Supper: Portraits of a Savior," over the weekend. We had a performance Friday night, Saturday afternoon, and Sunday night. It is a musical drama telling the life, death, and resurrection of Christ, and even though we were at the church practicing or performing almost every night last week, it was worth it. We had a great time, and even more importantly, we know of 4 people who prayed to follow Christ as a result! I sang in the choir, Jessica was a leper who got healed, Mikayla was a crowd person, and Rebecca was a child who got to see Jesus (sat on his lap on Saturday!)

Well, naturally the crucifixion and resurrection scenes choked me up (it was almost too realistic on Sunday night--the actor's wife was in front of me and she kept cringing) but I was surprised at how moving Jessica's healing scene was. Her "mother" and "sister" were healed, too, and her mother looks at her 2 healthy girls and screams for joy--oh, I can't even do it justice trying to describe it, but every time it made me cry.

This picture isn't the best quality on facebook, but it was the closest.

3. Last night I was vacuuming the kitchen. Barefoot. And knocked this...

off the wall and onto my ankle bone, which it bounced off of onto the top of my foot. I don't often cry from physical pain, but...ouch. If I knew how to use the pictures on my no-data-plan phone, I would show you how fast it swelled up. It looks (and feels) much better today. :)
(By the way...is it time to get rid of my wooden calendar? I enjoy changing the numbers and holidays out each month, but those country blue hearts and the geese...hmmm...what do you think?)