One day, there was a package. I don’t know how it came, possibly shipped, but there it was.
A big, cardboard box. And out of it came this lovely, huge tricycle. We assembled it. It was a very chunky thing, blue and gray, with big black wheels. There were even stickers to put on various parts of the tricycle, to make it look like a more legitimate moving vehicle. I was so excited to put the stickers on.
I loved it instantly. Here was a toy that moved, that had some real purpose to it. I could use it. And it was so big. And it was so new. It was one of my favorite toys.