That faint song in the air…it’s a small world after all, it’s a small world after all…you know what that means when you hear that tune – well it must be the ice cream man! It was another warm day in June and Owen and Brandon were helping me move rocks from our pile on the driveway to the space beside the garage and all of a sudden Owen and Brandon stopped and cupped their ear and said, Mommy do you hear that? I hear music. I explained the ice cream man and what goodness he brought down the streets on hot sunny days and how you needed to stand on the sidewalk and flag him down. Well it was our lucky day, he turned down our block, I ran inside and lucky again I had cash on me. The ice cream man stopped at the bottom of our driveway and Owen and Brandon had their first experience with the ice cream man — picking a Popsicle picture from the side of the cart. The old fashioned rocket, slightly different shape, but same cool colors.
We sat on the driveway and enjoyed our cool treats.
And Mommy even got a couple licks from Owen and Brandon — in the sharing mood that evening.
But once the cool treat was done, it was back to work for us.
