ice cream truck

Graham gets really excited when he hears certain things outside of our house.  #1: the garbage and recycling trucks.  He loves these most of all.  We must drop whatever we are doing and rush outside to see the truck pick up the "stinky" garbage, and we must do so every time, and for both sides of the street.  The garbage and recycling men must think we're nuts.  #2: ambulances and fire trucks.  "weeooo weeooo weeooo"  and #3: the ice cream truck.  This particular ice cream truck has driven by our house at about 5:00 every afternoon every day for the last 3 and a half years.  It has also played the same song for the last 3 and a half years.  Needless to say, when we hear the little song (and, by the way, Graham hears it well before any of us do) we have to run and find the truck.  We don't always buy ice cream, though, which is probably really annoying to the lady driving the truck, having us run outside to just watch her drive by.  One day, however, we decided to let Graham see what the ice cream truck was all about.  Matt flagged down the truck and got Graham an ice cream. 

He was so excited.

Try a little bite...

So cold!  See his face?  Funny.  The ice cream was way too cold on the teeth.