Two Girls, One Wagon

How great is this?!?  Samantha is really good about sharing with her sister.  The 2nd time I went to load them both into the wagon, she pointed at the (still empty) seat across from her and said, "Ally's seat."

The first outing was a bit of an adventure.  I took some bubbles, which Sam kept begging to hold.  Finally, I gave them to her.  Why not?  She can't open them...  or couldn't before, anyway.  Halfway around the neighborhood, she announced, "Oh no!  Messy!"  Bubble solution everywhere.  I convinced her it was ok and started moving a little quicker toward the house.  About 100 yards later, she announced, "Ally chew buckle."  Ally, still strapped into her seat, was folded in half, face down to the floor of the wagon, chewing on the end of Sam's seat belt.  Sam's seat belt was, of course, soaked in bubbles, along with the whole bottom of the wagon.  Awesome.  Ally is none the worse for wear a few days later, and everything cleaned up just fine with a hose.  Were it not for the internet, no one would ever know.