"Ahh, that sounds like a great birthday present. What else would you like? What's something Grandpa and Grandma can give you?"
"I want a BIG playhouse for my dolls. A big, BIG one (with her arms making a very BIG motion for emphasis)", she said.
"One you can stand up tall in and have different rooms for your baby dolls?" I asked.
"Yes, a r-e-a-l-l-y big one", she confirmed.
"Hmm, that might be too big for Grandma to send in the mail. What's something you would like that I could send in the mail", I asked.
"Well, everything else is a secret", she whispered.
"Oh! Well, I'm very good at keeping secrets", I said while trying to look as convincing and trustworthy as possible. "Just tell me one secret so I'll know what you'd like for your birthday".
Hesitating, then, with a look of uncertainty at my ability to keep a secret, she told me her secret birthday gift wish. And then . . . she told me another.
"Wow, those are wonderful birthday gift secrets", I said. "I'll write that down so I won't forget."
She watched to make sure I did write them down. She was satisfied.
What were her secret wishes, you ask?
Oh no--I'll never tell.
