Out of the Mouth of Babes

 


We drove the long road through the canyon snaking our way towards the beach. There were three tunnels on our way. Each time we entered one my husband would say Make a Wish! And my daughter, just five at the time would blurt out hers. I wish to be a unicorn! Or I wish to be a shark! My husband told her the best way to ensure the wish is granted is to lift her legs up and close her eyes as we drive through the tunnel.

I was grateful he didn’t mention the other rule of wishes. That for it to really come true she would have to say it silently and hold it inside. I know a day will come when I won’t get to hear her wishes anymore. But for now my heart sings as she yells out “I wish to be a goat!”


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