A week before Thanksgiving, Enoch called Grandma Fowler and asked if she would save the turkey wishbone for him.
She did.
We took it home, dried it out for a week or so and Enoch and Kate made their wishes.
After a tug and a snap we discovered that the wishbone split evenly. What are the odds?
Don't know what their wishes were, but they will both come true!
Sunday, December 7, 2014
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