I made a turkey the other day and of course all the kids wanted to wishbone... after we let it dry for a day or so, me and my sweetie Michael, who is 8, decided it was time. First of all, I always lose...really. No matter if it's flipping a coin, wishing on a wishbone, rock paper scissors...I always lose. But I made my wish a good one....of course it had something to do with with returning to Ukra*ne for another little boy or girl in the NEAR future :)
But of course I lost. Michael has been dreaming of a dune buggy lately. He wants to move to a farm so he can get one. So, I figured his wish was something along those lines....
But then yesterday he asked me if his wish would still come true if he told me what it was....of course I said yes, because I was curious :)
He told me his wish was that we could go back for another orphan.