A neighbor has a sweet older red wagon on her front porch.
Her name is stenciled on the sides in white paint.
I think we all should have a sweet little red wagon with our names on it to remind us of a time to play and laugh and run and share rides.
I never had a sweet little red wagon, and never had a childhood of laughter and play and shares. I do now though. My goal is this year to find a small sweet little red wagon and put my name on it.