wishbone

Me: Izzie! Our wishbone from the other day is dry and ready for us to make our wishes!
Izzie: OK, Mama!
Me: Ok, here, you hold this end, and I will hold this end. Don't pull, yet! Now you think of a wish. That's something you want very much. What is something you want, Izzie?
Izzie: A penguin.
Me: Ok. I wish to see a rainbow.

Izzie won!