Last Sunday we were sitting in the sunroom with the windows open watching the Masters and playing when Daddy suddenly says, "Do you hear that? It sounds like an ice cream truck." If you know J, you know that he loves ice cream, so you won't be surprised to learn that he heard the truck a good 5 - 10 minutes before it finally appeared on our street. E had never experienced an ice cream truck, so we quickly grabbed some cash from Daddy's wallet and headed to the front door to wait. Finally, the ice cream truck came driving down our street, and E and Mommy ran out to greet it!
We have shared ice cream with E several times, and he loves it, but I wanted him to have something that he could eat by himself. He tried a popsicle from the store a few days earlier and wasn't a huge fan, but we decided to give popscicles another try. We purchased an original bomb pop and headed inside to dig in.
I think it is safe to assume that he liked it this time!
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