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The other night Dave was out in the front getting ready to mow the lawn. The boys were with him and I was inside feeding Logan. All of a sudden Trevor runs in yelling, "Mom! You have to come see, it's a real ice cream truck!" He was way excited so I went out and saw it parked in front of the house, Dave and Colin looking at the different selections. Trevor came back in and got Dave's wallet and I went out to capture their first ice cream purchased from the ice cream man in a real ice cream truck.
I remember when we were younger and playing outside in the summer we'd hear that
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familiar song jingling through the streets. We'd all run in the house to find change. Sometimes we'd have to run after the truck to flag it down as it drove past the house, but once it stopped it seemed like all of the kids in the neighborhood would be there, waiting to get a cool treat. Sometimes my dad would be outside on a Saturday and run in the house, grabbing the change jar telling us to come out and pick a teat. That truck used to come around all of the time. Is it sad that this is my 5 year old's first ice cream truck experience and that it happened on the last day of September instead of the middle of summer? Hmmmmm....my favorite thing to get was a Strawberry Shortcake. The vanilla ice cream with strawberry in the middle, the crumbly coating on the outside. Those were so good.
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The other night Dave was out in the front getting ready to mow the lawn. The boys were with him and I was inside feeding Logan. All of a sudden Trevor runs in yelling, "Mom! You have to come see, it's a real ice cream truck!" He was way excited so I went out and saw it parked in front of the house, Dave and Colin looking at the different selections. Trevor came back in and got Dave's wallet and I went out to capture their first ice cream purchased from the ice cream man in a real ice cream truck. I remember when we were younger and playing outside in the summer we'd hear that .jpg)
familiar song jingling through the streets. We'd all run in the house to find change. Sometimes we'd have to run after the truck to flag it down as it drove past the house, but once it stopped it seemed like all of the kids in the neighborhood would be there, waiting to get a cool treat. Sometimes my dad would be outside on a Saturday and run in the house, grabbing the change jar telling us to come out and pick a teat. That truck used to come around all of the time. Is it sad that this is my 5 year old's first ice cream truck experience and that it happened on the last day of September instead of the middle of summer? Hmmmmm....my favorite thing to get was a Strawberry Shortcake. The vanilla ice cream with strawberry in the middle, the crumbly coating on the outside. Those were so good.
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Hmm, funny, my mom used to call it the "Music Man" so she wouldn't have to buy us a treat. Then, my grandma spoiled her master plan by buying us ice cream. The next time my mom said, "Oh, there's the Music Man." We excitedly told her that the Music Man sells ice cream :)
Real ice cream trucks are rare. I've only seen one's that sold popsicles. It's a little too cold where we live for popsicles or ice cream right now. By the way your boys are so cute. Thank you for your sweet comments.
finding a real ice cream truck that doesnt look like its selling drugs on the side is rare. ha ha i always loved the snow cones. i remember sneaking out of the house with my friend across the street on sunday and buying icecream from the ice cream man. my dad caught us and we got our ice cream taken away. i think my dad might of eaten it later on that night too. so rude. anyway, me and my sister made belinda's wipe holder. glad it was a hit.
That is so funny!! I don't think I've seen one in our neighborhood. I bet the boys loved picking out their ice cream, how fun!!
The ice cream truck comes by here and my mom's house quite regularly. I avoided it for awhile because I knew once Nathan found out about it (and its little song that we can hear inside), he would be trying to get ice cream all the time. Fortunately it hasn't been that big of a battle. Good luck to you!
I totally remember hearing the ice cream truck and practically having a seizure trying to scramble to get money and run out in time to catch him. Ah, the good old days!
You might know him. He is from LV and went to Bananza class of 94. We met at BYU as freshman. He was in my ward and I dated his roommate. We reconnect 8 years later when have was home on a break from dental school. He came to Singletree while i was attending that singles ward. You might know know him or one of his siblings. He is related to all the Bunkers in LV but I keep forgeting to ask him about John.
Sometimes I will let my kids get ice cream from the drug dealing ice cream man! ha, ha, ha... We have one come down our street once in a while. The kids love it! Sorry I missed our get together Saturday. We just got caught up in doing stuff in the house, and I lost track of time. Hope to see you Saturday at Sia's shower though.
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