"I grew up across the street from two sisters, one my age and one a few years younger. Their parents bought them a Little Red Flyer wagon, and I was always jealous. I couldn't wait to go play with them....and their wagon. Years later I now have two toddlers of my own and we just received a wagon from their Nana. Yes! Finally got me a Radio Flyer....well, um, er ....They got a Radio Flyer. First ride for both boys ended with tears as the oldest wanted to stay in the wagon and we had to pry him out of it. Not to worry boys, lots of rides in your future. Not to mention, when you are in bed, Mommy may take a ride or two. :)"
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We adopted our daughter HJ from South Korea when she was 1 and 1/2 years old. Soon after she arrived, my husband got her a two-seater Radio Flyer red wagon with the seats that fold down. From that day on, HJ and her wagon were pretty much inseparable. We used the wagon to help her go to sleep when she was still adjusting to the nighttime routine. We strolled around the park with HJ and her new best friend Andrew. We used the wagon to take HJ to a summer concert. We took the wagon when HJ went trick or treating for the first time. Fast forward to today, and seven-year-old HJ and her little sister Lila are still asking Daddy to pull the red wagon out and go for a walk around the neighborhood. It seems that some things never change, and sometimes you just don't want them to because the memories that they bring are so wonderful.