Where would she get that idea?

More from the Indulged and Adored Child Chronicles, from later this morning: 
 
Sarah made this huge concotion of a playdough birthday cake, like a huge multicolored mountain with candles stuck all over the sides at right angles. "It's for Mama's birthday," she announced, and RW dutifully beamed through a basically-on-key rendition of "Happy Birthday to You."
 
S: "Now, make a wish."
RW: Thinks hard, then closes eyes and blows out imaginary candles with a truly blissful look on her face, as if she's really making a wish, not faking.
S:"What did you wish for?"
RW [gazing mistily at Sarah]: "I can't tell, or it won't come true."
S: [looking bashfully pleased and slyly knowing at the same time]: "Did you wish for... everyone in the world to love me?"