Wish List

Whenever the kids tell me they want something at the store, I tell them we can put it on their birthday or Christmas list.  Throughout the year, they add a lot of crap to their lists.  Usually I just nod and say okay.  Some of the items really do make it on to their lists.  Other requests just make me shake my head.

Yesterday at Costco, the kids got to sample (among other things) red velvet cupcakes and spinach artichoke dip.

Kyla: Mmmm...  I want these cupcakes for my birthday party!  And I want this (dip) for my birthday, too!
Me: Okay, let's try to remember that.
Kyla: And mom, I want a new barbie and fake make-up.  Can you put that on my birthday list?
Me: We'll see.  (I've had to explain that just because something is on the list, doesn't mean they will get it, or all of the items, either.)
Maxx (not to be left out of the conversation):  And I want...  a new pair of shoes and a suitcase for my birf-day.

I think Maxx may not get the concept of the wish list.  The other day in the grocery store he told me he wanted me to buy "dat," which was a bag of peanuts.  I told him we were not going to buy them.

Maxx: Well, den you put dat on my birf-day list?
Me: You want me to put peanuts on your birthday list?
Maxx:  Yah, 'cause I weally wike dem!
Me: We'll see.  And you know what, I don't really think you actually do like nuts, buddy.
Maxx:  Well, I do...

(He doesn't.)