The Ice Cream Truck

My girls have no clue how lucky they are. I am a total sucker for the ice cream truck. Seriously, I hear that music, and I'm the one who goes running! They never have to beg like most kids, "Mom, please, oh, please can we have ice cream??? PUHHHH-LEEEASE????"   Nope, around here, I'm the one saying, "Hey... I hear the ice cream truck... let's go see if we can find it!"  This evening, we were swimming at our neighborhood pool waiting for pizza to be delivered for dinner. The ice cream truck cruised through the parking lot, and despite the fact that it was going to completely ruin their dinner, I ran out there to buy ice cream.  It even required having to pry Addie out of her baby float to go out to the truck... and that is NOT an easy feat. Have you ever tried to pull a baby out of one of those things whose legs are so fat that they are glued to the sides of it? Trust me, it is not a simple task, and yet not even a second thought when the ice cream truck is involved. Anyway, it is one of my weaknesses... maybe one day my kids will realize how lucky they are to have the mom who can't say no to the ice cream truck!