That would be the little ditty that our ice cream truck plays. Today we were outside when it started to chime and it was even at a decent hour. 2:30pm vs dinner time. The kids had been so good lately and it had been so hot that I finally relented. It was really hard not to when Lorelei was dancing around the front yard singing "ice cream ice cream ice cream" I dug up enough quartes for each kids to have a special treat ($2 bucks for each popcicle) Wouldn't you know it that as soon as the wrappers were off, it started to rain. I would have rather them eat them outside seeing how my driveway is a lot easier to clean up than the sofa or living room rug. Houston managed to eat 1/2 of his, and Lorelei ate about 1/3 of hers. Then mom got them. I was good. I had a few bites of each, and now the remains are slowing going down the kitchen drain. Next time I think we'll just get the crayon popcicles. Much smaller and they're only $1. 
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What a nice mommy you are. I dread the ice cream truck. I'm a beast and always say no. Then again there are days where the ice cream truck comes through 3-4 times. But I make homemade popsicles or puddin' pops about once a week.
I think we've given in at least once, but so not worth it.
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