The Ice Cream Man

Today J and I were outside picking up the MaryJane bombs in the yard and all of a sudden J heard the ice cream man. He had to have been a few blocks over but sure enough super-ears heard him. So we ran inside put shorts on, found some change and ran out front. Billy and Jacob were over after school so they came out too. It took him about 10 minutes to make it over and I was just fixin' to give up when alas, there he was.

J had the hugest most proud smile on his face and he held my hand and told Billy and Jacob "c'mon mice meam man". He and Jacob got the deluxe ice cream bar and billy got a nutty something that looked like a drumstick.

He held my hand the whole time and he was bouncing up and down, totally anticipating getting to eat that ice cream. We held hands the whole way up the driveway and then he ran to the "baby's seat" and ate his ice cream.

It was so awesome. And then once he'd had a few bites he says "Thank you mice meam man mommy" "thank you, thank you mommy" in his sweet little J voice. He is such an awesome little guy.

The ice cream man rocks. He plays that perfect little ice cream truck tune and everything in the world is perfect for a few minutes. Boy, I wanted an ice cream too. I wanted a Creamsicle so bad. Oh well, won't be long now.