I gave the children's talk at the Good Friday service, complete with silly facial expressions, overacting and needless dramatics. Afterwards, an older lady that I don't know very well came up to me.
"You're the surprise package of the year," she said. "I just thought you were this quiet little thing - a typical minister's wife type, but it turns out you've got a bit of personality."
That's the first time I've ever been called a typical minister's wife! Hee hee.