What To Do When You Hear That Sound...

"Do your ears hang low, do they wobble to and fro, can you tie 'em in a knot, can you tie 'em in a bow"

Oh, you know the song...the ice cream truck song!

Actually when I googled 'ice cream truck songs' I found out that they are different all over the States. Apparently, up north 'The Entertainer' is the song most often used.

Crazy, huh?

I have a love hate relationship with the ice cream truck. 

I didn't grow up in a neighborhood so I never even knew an ice cream man existed! That is, until I saw this book:

It was at the Bessie K Russell library waiting to be shelved. I was probably eight. I couldn't believe such an amazing thing existed. 

Now I live in a neighborhood and I gotta admit sometimes when I hear it coming...

Let's just say it doesn't put me in a good humor.

I've been known to turn the vacuum on to drowned...

Is that spelled right? Drowned? It looks weird. 

...out the noise.

Yep, the minions don't hear it if the vacuum is running.

"You do what?"

The joy they get at hearing that song though...

It's quite something to behold. 

I mean, it's not quite 'we're going to Disney World happy' but it's close.

They line up beside the street and wait the intermitably long time it takes for the truck to get to our house.

Itchy backs, ants, and mosquitoes are no strangers to us.

And finally it arrives!

Last year I learned that different parts of town have different ice cream trucks and different price ranges.

We're smack dab in the middle.

Ah, the junior bomb pop - it's the cheapest thing on the menu and usually sold out but today it wasn't.

The ice cream man cometh...

And I'm just fine with it.