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When I left home, I swore that I would live in a neighborhood with a pool (Burdette), squirrels in the trees (or the one one my porch that I scared this morning), and an ice cream truck. Lovin' the truck!
Ours has cut down on his runs, lately. I heard it's because of gas prices :(
Becca
I always shriek when I hear the ice cream truck. But alas, I haven't run out to get any treats from him. Maybe next time... ;)
The guy in Mom & Dad's neighorhood comes by pretty often. Actually got myself a Froze Toes (cherry sherbert shaped foot with a gumball in the big toe) a couple of weeks ago.
Brain freeze is fun!