The End of an Era

Little Red Car, suped up with your fancy wheels and reflectors, you served us well. I remember the day we shopped all over every hardware store in search of the perfect wheels to fit you. We finally found them at a lawnmower and tractor store. They cost more than you did when we bought you brand new! But only the best for you, Little Red Car.

Even though you have been abandoned in the corner for the longest time collecting leaves and spider webs, every time I saw you, I felt appreciation for you. We put hundreds of miles on you. You never complained. You always pushed through. Even when your blue handle started coming off, you still gave your very best effort to make it safely up the curbs.

Now, the sun has set on our relationship. Ethan's knees knock up against your steering wheel, and I'm not sure your handle could take one more trip up and down the curbs on Oakmont Drive. You will always be a special memory for us. You were the best gift we got for Ethan's First Birthday. That long and stressful time at Toys R Us trying to decide if you were worth the price or not was, to the fullest, worth it. I love you, Little Red Car. I hope you enjoy your new home at the Lewisville Dump.