Lost and Found

 I'm sorry to disappoint a few of you, but my wedding ring was not in my son's poo (which was abnormally green and squishy.  Thanks a lot Kellog's Apple Jacks-flavored Cereal Straws.  Seriously, who was the dip**** who starting giving those to my son?......oh.  That would be me.  Nevermind.).  I know you were looking for an interesting and colorful description of how I had to give my ring a bath in rubbing alcohol and scrubbing it with a travel-size toothbrush.  However, it was just as I thought.  He walked to a random place and dropped it, causing it to roll out of sight.  

We have a large ottoman for our couch that we moved into his room to use as a changing table.  This afternoon I extended my search into his room and started looking underneath everything.  In the shadows under the ottoman I see a small shape peeking out from under a blanket that is partially underneath the ottoman.  For a few seconds I passed it off as a dustbunny or fuzz or some random piece of junk.  But then I second guess that and reach for it and find that the object is definitely not a dustbunny.  

In some ways i was hoping to find it in his poo.  it would have made a much more interesting blog and a great story to tell to the first girlfriend he brings home.  At any rate, thanks to all who were concerned, even those of you who wanted me to find it in poo :)

Oh, my second post and I still managed to mention poo 3 times :)