that darn wagon

Kimee had a traumatic experience a few weeks ago that she had to tell EVERYONE about. So I thought I would record it here in my blog scrapbook.
Dave was pulling Kimee and Audrey in the wagon around the neighborhood delivering "invitations." (Kimee calls anything in an envelope an invitation.)
While being pulled in the wagon, Kimee had been reaching out for rocks and sticks. They came to a delivery stop and she reached down under the wagon. Dad started pulling the wagon and Kimee's "thinger" got run over. Woops!
She screamed and ran home. Luckily they were at the next door neighbors. She ended up with two cuts on her finger from the edges of the wheel.
(In the picture she has on her finger a Cars cold pack.)