willy wants

At least three or four times each week, Maya and I have the same conversation. It usually goes something like:

"Momma, is today my both-day?" she begins.

"No, not today, Maya. Your birthday is in January. It is still about six months away, honey."

"Oh," she sighs disappointedly, "well whose both-day is it ?"

... And so the conversation goes.

Today our birthday dialogue took place in the car, after a few moments of "drama" over having to sit for so long (a whole 20 minutes).

"Mommy?" her hushed voice called out from behind.

"Yes, My?" I responded.

"You know what I want for my both-day?" she asked.

"What's that, My?" I inquired.

"I willy, willy, willy want..."

"Oh no, here we go," I thought and braced myself - probably rolling my eyes, which thankfully were hidden behind dark shades...

"... you to draw me a beautiful card for my both-day. (HUH?!?!) And Cole," she continued, " I willy want you to make me puppet - a lion puppet." (Ohhhhhhhh....)

"That sounds nice, honey" I replied as our smiling eyes met in the rear-view mirror.

"Yeah." she agreed.

... And so our conversation went.