Me: making meatloaf, having removed all fine jewels
Libbigator: Mom, can I hold your special love wedding ring from daddy? Can I hold it for you?
Me: hmmm. Okay. You can hold it but be very careful with it, it's very special to mama.
Libby: Okay. I will try not to drop it in the trash can.
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It would be lost forever with a certain three-year-old over here!
She's adorable-did the ring survive ?
the ring survived! though you know what, a days later I woke up and realized that my ring wasn't on my finger. This is totally unrelated to her holding it for me. I searched the usual places in the kitchen and bathroom where I may have put it, but I knew I hadn't taken it off the night before. After fighting back tears and consulting Brian in a panic, he suggested I check the bed. Sure enough, it was there under the comforter, on HIS side I might add. I must have taken it off in my sleep?!? What a scare.
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