One night we were taking a ride in the car.
Phoebe:I see a star!
Me: Make a wish! Starlight, star bright...
Phoebe: Mama, that's my wish!
Me: I wasn't going to steal your wish, I was just saying the rhyme!
Phoebe: NO! Mama, I wished we had lots and lots of flowers in our garden.
No wonder she didn't want me to take her wish. Mine would have been lame compared to that!
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