Wish List

A has an uncle that adores her and spoils her rotten.  She actually has two uncles that do this.

Maybe that's the reason why she walks around with a mental check list of all the things she could ever wish for.  And she'll remind us of this list every couple of days during very random moments of life like when she's on the potty or eating a snack.  I guess the potty part isn't so random...I mean there's nothing better to do than think when you're on the loo.  And seeing as this list is at the forefront of her mind, I guess I can understand why she talks about it when she's busy "making a family."  (I am not sure why she calls it that but I'm guessing it has something to do with my mom.  She and my mom have very weird inside jokes.)

So far, her list consists of these items (and it is always in this order):

1) A purple Nintendo DS

2) A purple bunkbed

3) A purple brawl (bra)

4) A dog named Hannah

Now, a nintendo DS, I get.  A lot of her (older) friends have them and since A recently pronounced that she is older because she can "reach the light to turn it off," maybe she feels like it's a rite of passage.  Okay, I understand.

A purple bunkbed is tricky because I'm the one that planted the idea in her head but I'm afraid she probably won't get one anytime soon.  See, the condition for this piece of furniture is that she sleep all by herself.  As of yesterday, BOTH of us were sleeping in HER bed with her.  I am, probably like yourself, wondering why and how she gets us to do this every night.  I can't seem to come up with a logical reason why both M and I crawl into her queen size bed and leave our King size bed empty every single night.  But, at 11:00 p.m. a lot of things make sense that would, otherwise, be considered absolutely absurd during daylight hours (when coffee and sunlight are on your side).  Anyway, the point is, I don't see a purple bunkbed anywhere in her foreseeable future.

A purple brawl is another "scratch my head" but not really kind of item because A has always been fascinated with the bra.  It's another mystery that I can't solve.  When she was two she went through a phase where she insisted she where a brawl, just like me.  I couldn't very well purchase a bra for a 2 year old, so I found a bikini top that satisfied her very loose standards for support wear.  She wore it for a week and then I had to hide the brawl away because I just didn't think it was safe anymore after I found it hiked all the way up to her neck during one of her naps.  That (bad) memory must be buried somewhere deep because she recently added the purple brawl to her list of must have items.

And, lastly, the poor kid has always wanted a dog.  She prefaces this item with the condition that she'll only get one once she grows out of her dog allergy.  I keep telling her that she might be allergic for life and she nods and says that she understands but PROMISES she won't get one until she grows out of her allergy.  I'm not convinced she really follows what I'm saying.  Anyway, more than anything, I'm so curious why the dog's name has to be Hannah.  But I'm not going to ask her because the cool thing about wishes is that they don't need explanations because...

When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

Go ahead and dream big, A!  Maybe one day you'll be stretched out on a purple bunkbed, in a purple bra, with a dog named Hannah dozing next to you while you play on your purple DS!

But, then, maybe G will barge into the room that you two share and will crash on to the top bunk demanding to borrow your bra AND your DS and then whistle to Hannah who will promptly jump up into her bed...

Just offering a little reality check.