I’d wish for a *butt-load of money. So I can buy my dream house and car, and hire a chef (and award my kids college scholarships, etc etc).
I’d wish to have the super power to always know the right thing to say. Especially with my children, so they’ll always know they can trust me, most importantly through the tough teenage years.
I’d wish for everyone on this planet to have more empathy and the ability and desire to see the good in others, and for the hatred in so many hearts could be washed away once we all realize we’re all more alike that we thought. In other words: World peace.
*Buttload = Something like $300 million
This was Day 6 of the installment of 30 Things my kids should know about me.