Yesterday while driving home, my ring was reflecting the sunlight into the van. Madelyn saw it and asked what it was. I told her it was my wedding ring. She then clarified that it was a diamond ring. Then she said very sweetly, "Mommy, I want one of those! I want a diamond ring!" I said, "Well, when you grow up, if a man wants to marry you, he may give you a diamond ring." In a positive, upbeat voice, she exclaimed, "Oh! I'll have to remember that! They're sobeautiful!" Uh-oh.