The Ice Cream Truck

Go ahead, call us bad parents. The Ice Cream truck visited our neighborhood often during the summer, and we always distracted Maddie and never bought her ice cream... we just called it the Music Truck.... usually because we didn't have cash... or we didn't want to have to fork over money for ice cream when we had some in the freezer...

But... this Saturday Q was assembling our new swing set in the hot sun after the Auburn Victory... and when we heard the Music... we scrambled to find some cash. Aunt Desi was visiting, too... so she and Maddie and I went walking to find the elusive "Music Truck." We had all but given up when he passed by our street..


so we waited patiently by the mailbox...

clutching our money...

We said "please" and "Thank-you."

Maddie got a Dreamsicle. It matched her Auburn Cheerleader Uniform...


She and Daddy enjoyed their ice cream on the partially completed swing set.




It was "kinda messy."

War Eagle!

Aunt Desi gave half of her lemon ice to Maddie...


Yummy!



Indie helped us clean up. She licked up all the sticky drips she could find!

That was Maddie's FIRST experience with the Ice Cream Truck!