Wagons-Ho!

Being two is all about the Daily Obsession. Yesterday Harry was positively fixated on a little blue wagon he (temporarily) poached from our neighborhood park where old toys are left for mass use.

First he took it home (we were unable to pry it from his grip). Then he cried when he couldn't bring it inside the house. Then, after his nap, as we tried to wheel it back to the park, Harry insisted on continuing on, under the train trestle, over to Whole Foods....and back....still holding tightly to the wagon's handle (note that he refused to hold our hands to cross the street, so, crying...we had to lift him and the still-attached wagon across the intersections).

Inside the market, the wagon, as per Harry's instruction, had to be stored under the grocery cart for safe keeping. Then, he wheeled it, full with groceries, back to the park, where, by some miracle, he was willing to relinquish it.