We actually have an ice cream man who drives around our neighborhood each afternoon. It's been a few years since we've had a regular one. His ice cream truck is white and he plays the loudest music to attract all the children and adults alike. I had the girls on the golf cart the other day and we were able to stop him so we could buy and ice cream. Shelby picked a yellow "Sponge Bob" ice cream bar that had pieces of bubble gum for his eyes. Reagan got the same thing. It made the biggest mess! But the girls were delighted with their treat. It was a fun first time thing. I suppose we'll stop him again some time during the coming summer.
Friday, May 30, 2008
We All Scream For Ice Cream
We actually have an ice cream man who drives around our neighborhood each afternoon. It's been a few years since we've had a regular one. His ice cream truck is white and he plays the loudest music to attract all the children and adults alike. I had the girls on the golf cart the other day and we were able to stop him so we could buy and ice cream. Shelby picked a yellow "Sponge Bob" ice cream bar that had pieces of bubble gum for his eyes. Reagan got the same thing. It made the biggest mess! But the girls were delighted with their treat. It was a fun first time thing. I suppose we'll stop him again some time during the coming summer.
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I've heard that truck come through my neighborhood. We are so far back here that I haven't been able to make it out to the truck. Maybe one day over the summer we'll make it.
I think that's the best thing about little kids...everything is so new and exciting...I just love to see their eyes sparkle and their smiles so big...it brings me great joy!
I haven't seen an Ice Cream truck in our neck of the woods yet...he's probably trying to dig his truck out of the snow still...lol
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I grew up in Los Angeles. We had ice cream trucks and bread trucks making the daily rounds. Typically for me, I preferred the bakery truck that had fresh bread, doughnuts, cakes, etc. I still haven't had a cream puff as good as Helm's Bakery's were all those years ago. Sadly, now my rear end resembles that bread truck.
we had an ice cream truck that used to come around our neighborhood. I had a teacher once that said she swallowed her dime while waiting for the ice cream truck. That must have made quite an impression on me since I have remembered it all these years.
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