Want vs need

This morning Annika woke up and promptly went into Emma's room to play with toys. Emma was agreeable to that, except for when Annika said, "rancoon!" Emma flew across the room and placed her stuffed chiuhua, Cancun, up high in her closet. Whew. Annika got a bit more frantic with her "Rancoon!" Pleas. So I took her into her room to change her diaper and clothes. She started banging her legs up and down and whining, "want Rancoon!" So I sang a little bit of the Rolling Stones. You can't always get what you want. But if you try sometimes you just might get what you need.  After pausing for a few seconds Annika said, "need Rancoon!"