Reward for learning to count from 1 to 10
I cleaned and painted my Radio Flyer wagon, filled it with wrapped packages, then gave it to my young cousin as a reward for learning to count from one to ten.
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I am so grateful for Radio Flyer! Besides great products, they also have exceptional customer service. They are honest. I am never surprised by hidden fees or sales that turn out to just be click-bait. As the wife of a PhD student and mother of three young children, money is often tight. But thanks to the birthday club and the occasional discounts, I've been able to find a great deal on a Ziggle for my 5 year old and a Cyclone for my 3 year old. A couple years ago for Christmas, I got my son a Ziggle. I didn't have much idea of what it was, but as soon as my husband put it together, my little boy was out in the 30-degree weather, wiggling, zooming, and twisting. I absolutely adore watching him. Seriously, where's an adult-sized version? We were so impressed with the quality and ingenuity from Radio Flyer that we bought my other son a Cyclone for his birthday this year. He just turned 3 and can't get enough of his gift. For a few days he just wheeled and spun around our house, thrilling in the enjoyment of his "cyc-a-lone!" Now that we finally convinced him it's an outdoor toy, he plays outside, entrancing the neighborhood kids (and their parents) as often as I'll let him. I've been especially impressed with how the bikes Radio Flyer has created for my boys have helped them learn to share. My kids have a hard time sharing, especially things that are precious to them, but with their Ziggle and Cyclone, they can't wait to get outside and show off to everyone and then step aside and let their friends to have a turn! Sometimes gifts can be a scary thing to buy--you never know if the receiver is going to like what you got--but with Radio Flyer, I never lose confidence. I know it will captivate, excite, and entertain for years.
"Hi, Christmas 1951, I received a red Radio Flyer wagon from my Uncle Dave Wilkinson. I was eleven years old then. That was the year my father died. I kept it for over thirty years. It moved from Philadelphia to Cody, Wyoming and then to Florida. When I saw one for sale in a store I had to purchase it for our grandson, Austin.When Dad died in 1951, Mom sold the car. I used the wagon to transport the groceries home from the A&P store which was over a mile away. I also used the wagon to earn money by taking groceries home from the store for ladies that hired boys with wagons; as most people did not have cars. We had a Victory Garden on a vacant lot back then. I used the wagon to haul pails of water to the garden. I had a Germantown Courier newspaper route and later a Philadelphia Inquirer newspaper route. I remember using the wagon for delivering the Sunday papers. Once when I rebuilt the engine of my 1941 Ford, I used the wagon to transport the V 8 motor to our basement, where I put new pistons, rings, bearings a 3/4 race cam and aluminum heads on the motor. I used a tripod and chain hoist to remove and install the motor which weighed over 400 lbs. That was a tough wagon! When we moved to Cody, Wyoming the wagon went with us. We used it in gardening as we grew a lot of our vegetables. When we moved to Florida and Austin's mother, Faith, was his age, the older children used to pull her around in the wagon. Finally after years of service in Florida's humid wet climate I had to retire it."