The ice cream truck came through the neighborhood today and of course, I couldn’t resist both letting Joseph get something and getting a picture of the activity!
I remember the ice cream truck from when I was little. Didn’t catch it very often, but it was always a treat when we did.
I remember so may times, hearing that music and trying to figure out where it was coming from and where it was heading. While we were outside, we heard it and couldn’t quite tell where it was until it got louder and louder and louder and tada! It was on our road.
Joseph went out to the end of the driveway to flag him down while I got money. $1.50 for a spiderman popsicle. Didn’t they used to be $.50??? Inflation, right? Go figure.
When I was 11 years old popsicles were 10 cents.