Choices, Choices

Ok, let me start this off by saying that I have been dealing with an awful itchy rash on my ring finger...yeah, the one I wear my wedding band on. So, anyway, I took it (the wedding band) off the other day and laid it down. Well, awhile later I heard Chris say, "You better get that from her, she's trying to put it in the fan." I turned around and "that" was my ring. She had my ring in one hand and her purple triangle magnet in the other hand. I pried my ring out of her fingers and she was NOT very happy with me. Before she started throwing a full blown tantrum, I said to her, "Libby, you have a pretty purple triangle in your hand, doesn't that make you happy?" Chris was sitting on the couch busting up laughing at the oddity of the statement, but it worked. She looked down at her purple triangle, smiled and went off to play with it. Oh, the things that satisfy us when we are young!