I have heard the ice cream truck in our neighborhood all summer long but I've never seen it actually drive down our street. After getting Graham up from his nap the other day, we let the dogs outside and heard the ice cream truck. I rushed to get my purse, and we met the ice cream man just in time! Graham bought the biggest popsicle they sell (I think) - the jolly rancher. He was so tickled with the whole experience, you'd think he'd gone out an caught and cooked his own food!
(Ultimately, the popsicle was too heavy for him to hold. So, Daddy helped - and ended up eating most of it.)
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