Can your friends do this?
Rowan was pretending to be a magical princess. A princess so magical that she could make appear any and all girl-things that her sister might wish for. Or any and all boy-things that her father might wish for.
Any? Any.
And all? And all.
Good. Right. So, world peace, then, please Rowan.
“Um, what’s ‘world peace,’ Daddy?”
“Well, you know, we live on the Earth, our world. And people argue and fight and don’t get along. This happens. Just like when you and sister fight. ‘World peace’ is when nobody on the world is fighting.”
“Or,” she says, very thoughtfully. “You could wish for a peanut butter sandwich.”
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