I was a deprived child. I did not have a little red wagon of my own. I did, however, have shiny metal roller skates with a key.
So I guess that makes up for it.
I don’t know if the two grown-up kids in this video were wagon deprived in their youth or not, but to me they are two shining examples that there is still a little “kid” in each of us no matter how grey hair our hair or how many wrinkles crease our cheeks.
Whatever you do today, let the child in you come out to play. Because it really is the simple things in life that bring us joy.