this red wagon is 33 years old
when it was brand new, on my first birthday, it got to be inside the house and hold a tea party
after it moved outside, it spent many, many hours filled with kiddos and water and sticks and toys
i wonder how many miles are on those old wagon wheels
i know my siblings all used this wagon, and my mom probably used it to collect weeds from her gardens
and, apparently, my dad used it for sweet corn
there were probably some years when it was retired to the garage
then, i had babies, and mom and dad brought the wagon to me to use with my kiddos
once again, the wagon was filled with kiddos and toys and sticks
(i thought i had some pictures of my kiddos in or by the wagon, but i'm coming up empty)
i used it for moving rocks and piles of weeds
last summer, maddie filled it with dirt and planted some random little things in it and pulled it off into the woods by her fort . . . it all got very overgrown and left behind
last monday, i went out to the old fort site, and found my old wagon by memory
it was so over-grown, i had to just reach in where i thought it should be to find it
i dumped it out and put it in the backseat of my car for the short ride to it's new home
i gave it a bath, and tried out a bit of an idea
got to work
and this little old wagon is in a happy place again