And made-with-love, colorful necklaces carefully strung by excited little fingers. A plastic fish bead that looks like it took the bait and was left on the hook. A heart-shaped bead that says "lover." Letters spelling out I LOVE YOU MOM. Butterflies and hearts and a yellow letter M that looks like the golden arches of a particular burger joint. I wore all four necklaces to church, two over my neck and one wrapped around each wrist. And I led worship that way. The pride in my kids' eyes: priceless. These are the moments that I will treasure in my heart always, keeping them close by so that I can pull them out like a favorite photo, edges worn and lovingly fingered. I knew Rob and the kids were also cooking up some culinary surprises for me, so after church, while certain ingredients were chilling, we headed for the movie theater to enjoy some 3D Thor action. (He's not THAT hot. I'm not convinced those pecs and abs were not real. Ahem.) Anyway, I was told I co
