The Ice Cream Truck

We have an ice cream truck that comes around our neighborhood about every other night.  Sadly, when Avery hears the music, she knows it's the ice cream man.  We've only let her get a treat from the ice cream truck twice, well, three time.  I promise!

Surprisingly the ice cream man isn't creepy.  He's actually quite nice.  R usually tips him.  That's just how he rolls.

During our most recent visit to the truck Avery picked the classic Tweety Bird treat.

R got the classic Bomb Pop.

Then the dual occured.

I don't know who would be crowned the ice cream truck winner but there wasn't much of anything left!

More delicious adventures to come.