I Wish I May, I Wish I Might…

Last night, Carter was sitting on the potty right before bed, when I noticed an eyelash on her check. I took it off, held it out on the end of my finger, and told her to make a wish and blow it off. She thought for a minute, then took a deep breath and blew. I asked her what she had wished for. Her eyes got all dreamy and far away, and she said in a soft voice "I wished for ... a magic ... booger ..." Good grief, that girl cracks me up.
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