Do you remember what it’s like to be a child and hear the music of the ice cream truck grow louder and louder as the truck nears and passes your house? I do, because even though I am 30, I still relish in buying a little something from one of the infamous trucks.
When the ice cream truck rolled by today, I tried to resist the urge to run after it. Will really wanted to though. When it stopped nearby, idling as it served customer after customer, I tried to say no … but I wanted ice cream as much as he did. So, next thing you know, Shawn and Will were headed out the door to grab some cones.
Hey, it’s summer. And sometimes saying yes is so much better than saying no.
Have a wonderful 4th of July.