A few days ago I was out for a run with Nina and Olivia in the double jogger...there were patches and patches of fluffy dandelions and Nina wanted me to stop and pick every single one for her. She made a wish each time she blew the tiny seeds into the air, and she'd say, "Mom, wanna know what I wished for?" And I'd say, "Yes, tell me."
Once she said, "I wished that Olivia was a princess, a REAL princess."
Another time she said, "I wished that I had a cloud to fly on, for reals."