Little Red Stories
Our first wooden radio flyer wagon is now approximately 40 years old. We just sanded it and repainted it today. We are giving it to our great grand daughter along with a new pink radio flyer three wheeler (big wheel) this Sunday, June 4th, 2017 for her sixth birthday. She will be SO excited!
My children's children... I remember a Christmas Eve when my son was two and was fast asleep. My husband and I liked to set out the few gifts we had the night before Christmas so our son could see what Santa brought for himgot out the wagon which imf
Let's go back almost 30 years to my First Birthday. Grandma H. gave me a wooden red radio flyer wagon that year and I couldn't have been more excited my Mother said. She would pull me around the farm during chore time and on country walks in the evening. Fast forward about 5 years and I now had siblings in which to pull around in the very same wagon. Jump 5 more years and my older brother and I were now using it as our "race car" on the driveway. We would take the sides off of it. Then we would have one person sit on the wagon with the tongue up against the front so they could steer it and the other person behind pushing it down the driveway. Sometimes we even got a little crazy and use the ditch sides for more speed. Around the same age and until I was a bit older I would also take the wagon and construct what I would call "cat condos" and place my kitty's in and pull them all over the yard. These condos had blanket ceilings and walls and were typically bedded with grass clippings ha ha ha. boy those cats sure tolerated a lot of bumping around in my little red wagon. Even our puppies came along for the ride sometimes and the whole ensemble would end up in a family photo or two. Fast forward to now, I am almost 31 years old and I still have my beloved little red wagon. It has seen better days, but it is the most played with toy I still own. I now have two children of my own (1.5 years and 7 months). I am currently in the process of redoing and fixing my little red wagon so that my boys can enjoy it just as much as I did growing up on the farm. There are a few things that need some serious repair and it needs some new paint, but i have it all broken down and ready to be refurbished into its former glory. It will soon be ready for another 30 years of laughing children playing with it. :)
My husband's collection of Radio Flyers. It began just a few years after we were married about 30 years ago. He was always stating that he loved the flyers. My daughter bought him a full blown red wagon with the wooden sides. We still have it. Later, I purchased two minature wagons, a scooter, and a wheelbarrow. from Walgreens. We still have them today. This is how much your Radio Flyers mean to a 75 year old man.
Saturday Nature Walks We bought our grandson the radio flyer tricycle that has the handle and canopy. He is three now, and he loves his "red bike" as he calls it. We babysit him every Saturday at his home, and the first thing he says is "I want to go on a bike ride". So he hops on the bike and off we go. A long the way we stop and he collects wild flowers in the spring and summer, and leaves, acorns, and pine cones in the fall. He stores them in the little compartment on the back of the bike, carefully arranging each item. I wish you could see the smile on his face when he is riding his little "red bike". He will also tell you that red is his FAVORITE color. He also has a radio flyer wagon which he loves, and some days when we have time and the weather is nice, we bring the bike back home and exchange it for the wagon. It has two seats so he takes turns sitting in each seat to get the best view. His bike and wagon bring him many enjoyable "nature walks" as we like to call them. We think he may be a botanist some day.
Must. Have. A. Radio. Flyer. My daughter was not quite two years old when a little girl the same age moved in a few houses down in the Spring of 1989. She had a radio flyer with wood sides, big enough for both girls to sit in and have their toys with them as well. The two girls would share the flyer for walks in the neighborhood and play with it for hours. Then, in the early fall, the little girl moved away.... and took the radio flyer with her. My daughter was heart broken over losing her best friend AND the radio flyer. We decided that a wagon like the little girl's would make a good Christmas present! Where we lived, winter meant snow. For that Christmas Eve night, we got over a foot of snow. The snowplows did not come because of it being a holiday, so the sidewalks and roads were heavy with all that snow. The radio flyer was still in the box and this little girl could not believe a big wagon could be in that flat box. So at her insistence, without opening another present (for any of the children), we had to put the wagon together. And then put our snowsuits on and go out in all that snow around the block for its first official ride with the whole family. It was fun!!!