Thursday, September 17, 2009

Dream big, kid

“I was at the wishing well in the park and I threw a penny in and I wished that I had a marble run.”


“Yeah. And then I wished that you were a princess.”


“Yeah. And then I wished that Rachel was a princess.”

“I see.”

“And then I wished that Isaac was a princess too.”

“Didn’t you wish that you were a princess?”

Mom. I only had four pennies.”

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