Owen loves his toy ice cream truck. But he's never really seen one. Today as he was getting up from nap, I heard that fabulous little jingle of the truck coming through the neighborhood. By the time I grabbed my money and got him out the door it was way too far down the street. I thought for a moment about leaving Ellie and chasing it down. But instead, we went inside and had some of our own ice cream of course with sprinkles. Next time ice cream truck, we'll be ready!
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
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mmm-hmmm. i feel your pain, girl. ice cream truck, slow that train down!!!
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