I think perhaps, I am a "frumpy mom." For example, a wedding ring is for wearing, did you know that? I often find days or weeks pass without wearing mine. It's a lovely ring, given to me by the man of my dreams, and I adore it. However with busy hands that are frequently soiled and covered in things not fit to dirty a diamond ring, more often than not, my pretty little rock camps out on the ring holder high on a shelf, away from grabby kid-hands in the bathroom.
However, it did make me wonder if I ought to make more of an effort to flash it around a bit when my three year old asked (on a rare time of wearing it), "Mommy, what's that ring?"