Wa!! One year, about 1,000 years ago, my mother was pressing me for what I wanted for Christmas. I absolutely insisted on a little red wagon that I'd seen at the hardware store. She finally complied, and there it was under the tree, shiny red and so beautiful! About two days later, I looked out of the kitchen window, and there went Daddy, with MY wagon! In it were his chainsaw, fuel can, and oil can. Owell, he sure liked that wagon!
