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“Let me show you something important.” And if we’re wise enough to listen, we’ll realize what Karen R. Sullivan already knows:
Children aren’t just watching us—they’re hoping we’ll watch them back.
We all carry wagons, even if they’re invisible. What’s inside might look like rocks to others, but to us, they’re pieces of our story. What Karen R. Sullivan reminds us through Heather’s journey is simple but profound:
If we take the time to look inside each other’s wagons, we might just understand what’s really weighing us down—and how much lighter things feel when someone helps us pull.
Treasure it, not because it’s valuable in the world’s eyes, but because it’s valuable to them. Karen R. Sullivan’s The Blue Wagon reminds us that to honor a child’s treasure is to honor the child themselves. And sometimes, in doing so, we reconnect with the child we once were.
As the author shared, this book is for the adult inner child too. Because worry doesn’t start in adulthood—it often begins when we’re young, picking up rocks we didn’t know were heavy.
What if one kind neighbor could change the way a child sees the world? Sometimes, all it takes is a gentle smile, a small gift, or a listening ear to plant a seed of kindness that grows for a lifetime. In Karen R.
What makes a simple story stay in our hearts long after the last page is turned? Why does a tale about a child pulling a wagon, or a rabbit searching for a home, feel like more than just a bedtime read?
Have you ever noticed how a child’s voice can carry truths that adults often forget? Sometimes, in the middle of our busyness, a little one will tug on our sleeve with a treasure in hand—be it a rock, a drawing, or a thought—and in that moment, we are given a choice.
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Every once in a while, a children’s book arrives that doesn’t just entertain it heals. Karen R. Sullivan’s The Blue Wagon is one of those rare stories. It begins with a child and a simple treasure hunt, but it grows into something much larger: a meditation on empathy, healing, and self-worth.
Kids collect things that don’t always make sense to adults. A cracked marble. A feather from the yard. A rock that looks like every other rock on the sidewalk. To us, it’s random clutter. To them, it’s treasure.
You watch your child play and think it’s just fun. A pile of blocks, a wagon of rocks, or a backyard treasure hunt. But if you look closer, something bigger is happening. Play isn’t only play. At some point, it shifts. A game turns into a lesson.
