when you want it to show up? The last time it came through our neighborhood it was colder than all get-out, and yet I told Hannah she could get something, but the stupid driver actually sped away as we tried to run it down. Now it's 98 degrees, and Hannah's craving a creamsicle (I know we could buy them in the grocery store, but there's something special about building the childhood memory of visiting the ice cream truck - I did it as a kid and still have fond recollections). On a day like today they'd make a killing! Do they drive through your neighborhood?
on Jul. 1, 2013 at 9:29 PM