So known only to myself and Steve, and Sara as of yesterday, my wedding ring has been missing. The only two places that I ever have it are on my finger and on the hat of a little mexican guy that sits on the top of our tall dresser. Unfortunately, I couldn't remember the last time I had it on my finger because I haven't been wearing it with all the bathroom painting and construction we're doing. It had probably been 3 or 4 days since I remembered having it on. I was really hoping that it hadn't gotten bumped off the dresser and fallen in the trash somehow. I looked on the floor and this morning Steve dug through the little trash can that's beside the dresser. No luck!
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Today I have only two kids at home so I'm doing some cleaning that didn't get done over the weekend. First I tackled the kitchen because it was driving me nuts. Then I headed into Taylor and Sophia's room. It's easier to get rid of stuff when Taylor's not around. In the process, I decided to throw away all the beads that she had rolling around in drawers and on the floor. As I was scooping millions of tiny beads out of a drawer, I noticed a ring! Definitely mine! Taylor is in SOOOOO much trouble! What else is new?!
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