I know you think you're being quaint by carting your big ass red wagon to the grocery store, but you're just being annoying. "We're so Portland!" you must think as you drag that thing around the store, blocking every aisle you walk down. You then blocked the whole express lane with your stupid Radio Flyer to pay for your one bunch of carrots that you bought. That's it. You brought a giant red wagon to the store for a bunch of carrots. You know the store provides carts to hold your child and your groceries, right? Do that next time, because you look like the pill head teacher from the Magic School Bus books walking down the street with your knee-high patchwork socks and your giant fucking red wagon filled with a 20 lb. child and one bunch of carrots. You. look. ridiculous.