OK, who else fell off bunk beds or couches.....even tripping over furniture, dogs, our feet.....trying to get out into the street in time to catch the icecream truck!
Ahh, the memories of running barefoot up the driveway, through gravel and goats heads stickers...just to see that butthead icecream truck driver speeding away, out of sight.....
I just tell my kids that it's a music truck. It drives around the neighborhood playing music for people. I'm sure that one day there will be a reckoning.
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OK, who else fell off bunk beds or couches.....even tripping over furniture, dogs, our feet.....trying to get out into the street in time to catch the icecream truck!
Ahh, the memories of running barefoot up the driveway, through gravel and goats heads stickers...just to see that butthead icecream truck driver speeding away, out of sight.....
Lol my parents used to tell me I was imagining the noise...
Yet another Apple invention for kids to nag their parents about.
I just tell my kids that it's a music truck. It drives around the neighborhood playing music for people. I'm sure that one day there will be a reckoning.
HA! This takes me back. In my neighborhood the Ice Cream Truck's bell was semi-broken so imagine how that sounded.