Wishes

Vicente told Abby that wishes on clovers come true and it doesn't matter if it's a three- or four-leaf clover. So she made many, many wishes yesterday.

"Don't guess it, Eli! If you know my wish it won't come true!"

"Mama, Eunice needs to stay outside tonight." Eunice is Abby's unicorn Webkinz.

"Why? Why does Eunice need to stay outside?" I am annoyed at her insistence after I had told her to bring her toys in from outside.

"I can't tell you. I made a wish and if I tell you, it won't come true."

I don't have the heart to tell her it doesn't matter how many wishes she makes, her unicorn will not come alive overnight. She will not wake up to a unicorn horn tap-tapping on her window, waiting patiently for her to come play. I love her faith in dreams and wishes and want her to hold on to them as long as she can.

Hans thinks he might find some horseshoes and make prints in the yard, especially outside Abby's window for her to find. Then when her excitement fades to dismay, convince her of the magic which only allows Eunice to be alive at night. When I pointed out that would only make her try to stay up all night to experience the transformation, he thought to tell Abby he had planted anti-magic statues in the yard to prevent any bad magic from happening to our home and family (thus prohibiting any good magic from occurring as well). He can be such a brat.