We woke up in the usual way, But it was not a usual day. Out on the lawn, plain as could be, Stood an orange wishing tree. “I wish!” said I. “I wish!” said you. And so, our double wishes grew. Wishes are a magical part of childhood. Whether we wish on stars or blow out candles on a cake, our dreams matter. In a sturdy board book, just right for little hands to hold, this very special story by Nancy Tillman has touched the hearts of readers of all ages, from the youngest tots to new mums, from young friends to grandparents.