A conversation heard in the back seat of my car the other day.
Holden: "Look Riley, you lost an eyelash. Blow on it and make a wish."
Riley: (blowing on the eyelash) "God, take away my diabetes."
Holden: "You know what, little boy? I always wish for the same thing too. "
Riley: "But, why? You don't have diabetes."
(Sad and funny all at the same time.)