I wish teething wasn't such a process, and I wish a thousand I love you's was enough to make them feel my love.
I wish I had black-eyed peas like the ones I ate for dinner on Friday night at my parent's house that Jake helped his Grandpa pick from his garden.
I wish breathing treatments took anything less than twenty minutes, and I wish I had the perfect cure for heat rash.
I wish I knew what the weather was like in Boston in September (because I'll be there for work for a few days right after Labor Day), and I wish I hadn't taken a nap today.
I wish this weekend wasn't over, and I wish this didn't sound like I'm wishing my life away.
I wish all these wishes would come true.
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