Jacob got this little red wagon on his first birthday.
They had different sizes and for a while I wondered if maybe we should have gotten the smaller one because the big one seemed to swallow him whole and sometimes when we'd make turns he'd topple over because he had nothing to hold him steady. Sometimes I would look back there and he just seemed so lonely; all that room and no one to share it.
That baby sure doesn't look so lonely anymore.
That wagon was much too big for one, but it seats three perfectly.
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