What She Wants

I've been compiling this list of what Trixie wants but she will never ever have.  Read on and you'll know why the impossibility.

1.  "Mama, I want another birth mark."  She said this while pointing at her existing birth mark at her shoulder.

2.  "Mama, I want to be a bird so I can fly."

3.  "Mama, I want to touch the clouds."

4.  "Mama, I want to be a baby again."

5.  But on other days, "Mama, I want to be a big girl na."

6.  "Mama, I want a sheep." (As in the animal...)


This is another list of things that she wants, that maybe she will get in the future.

1.  "Mama, I want two babies.  I want a baby sister."

2.  "Mama, I want to go to the beach for ten days!"  She said this while holding up her her two, wide-open hands.

3.  "Mama, I want my own cellphone."

4.  "Mama, I want a small dog."

5.  "Mama, I want my own room.  I want a green room."

6.  As we were getting ready for Guama's birthday party, I told Trixie that everyone's supposed to wear red.  (She wanted to wear her favorite green polo shirt.)  She then said, "Mama, when it's my birthday I want to wear green 'aman ha."


Here are two stories about two of her favorite things.

Trixie loves doughnuts.  I learned how to make doughnuts way back in CCA so I know how oily those things are, so I let her eat doughnuts once in a while, which is not that often.  I gave in to her craving one afternoon when I fetched her from school.  No Mister Donuts or Dunkin Donuts in sight, except for Starbucks.  (I remember one time Brandon and Trix went to Starbucks for doughnuts and they both loved it.)  So I got doughnuts for Trix and me at Starbucks.  Pretty good stuff.  A week or so later, Brandon fetched Trixie from school and I think Trix craved for doughnuts again.  So when Brandon asked her where she wanted to go, she answered "Mister Starbucks!"      

Trixie loves ice cream.  We let her eat ice cream once in a while, which is quite often.  She has a runny nose today so she is not allowed to have ice cream in the meantime.  But with the scorching heat, it's Brandon and me who are craving for ice cream, so I told him to buy I-C-E- C-R-E-A-M.  I spelled it out to him so Trix will not understand.  She answered, "Mama, why do you like the letters?  You cannot eat the letters!"  Everyone laughed!  So Brandon asked me again for the flavor of the I-C-E- C-R-E-A-M that I want, but Trixie answered, "I like strawberry letters."  Strawberry happens to be her favorite ice cream flavor.