Every year I have a new idea of what I want to do.
So at every birthday I ask for something new.
- Blocks so I could learn to build houses
(I built one thing, the blocks took forever to configure to fit back in the box so I gave up)
- Fabric and Needles
(I still have the fabric, the needles I lost long ago)
- Seeds and Dirt
(I grew one lousy tomato and about five small chives)
- Vintage Dresses
(They were so ugly)
- Sewing Machine
(I used it for one summer, then it broke)
- Sail Boat
(The parents couldn't afford one, and they thought it was an absurd request anyways)
(Not a complete list)
Now I have all of my previous presents and I have yet to figure out what to do with them.
I have resorted to just asking for Salsa con Queso on every birthday and asking for money.
Ridiculous.
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