Ice Cream Truck

It took five blocks of chasing ... BUT WE CAUGHT IT!!!

I came down from getting Maya through the tub to Owen and Amy standing on the front lawn. The ice cream truck had cruised by, and there was at least one little boy who thought this was a pretty marvelous addition to an 80 degree night in mid-April.

I threw on my shoes and Owen and I ran for it! We stopped occasionally, listening for the electronic bell chorus of Scott Joplin music rising through the air and echoing off the neighborhood houses.

Then there it was! We spotted it at the top of a nearby street and made a last heroic dash. The driver saw us coming and turned the truck around, saving Owen a puff past two more driveways.

Owen got a Watermelon Popsicle. We bought a bubblegum one for Maya and hustled back home.

It was very satisfying!