There I was, trying to get her prepared for the (presumably) inevitable determination that the ring was lost.  We had already looked in the area by the tree where she’d been sitting, and I was following along while she diligently re-traced her steps.  I asked her where the last place she was sure that she’d had it was, which was at the tree, so walked back there with her.  She was remarkably upbeat about the whole search, even as I told her just how easily things disappeared in grass, then cut myself off mid-sentence when I saw the glint of silver.  Standing upright, on edge in the grass.  What are the odds?  For Kia, I’m pretty sure it never dropped below 100%.

I’m wearing my Optimus Prime/Tron mash-up shirt because we all know that Optimus is a symbol of never giving up, and Kia’s wearing a rainbow-maned unicorn (with a rainbow behind it) because apparently believing in magic makes it happen.  😉