Wishes

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!