Natalie had her first experience with the ice cream truck the other day. Corey saw the truck leaving the neighborhood and chased after it on his bike. The nice driver agreed to come back to our street to make a little toddler's day. She was impressed enough by the musical moving vehicle...then, when she found out it opened up to reveal popsicles of all shapes, shades and sizes? She was beside herself! She picked the biggest "frawberry" one she could find and finished the entire thing. As she was licking the last bit of red popsicle off the stick she said, "I just wuv the ice wheam fwruck, Mommy".
Tonight I was on the phone with my sister when an ice cream truck drove by her in a parking lot. Well, Natalie heard it through the phone and immediately ran to the front door. Poor girl...she promptly got a less than exciting popsicle out of our own freezer as a consolation prize...how BORING!
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Her face says it all!! The Ice Cream Man lives on...thank God for the finer things in life!
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