Yesterday evening, right before dinner, Jason and I were sitting in the living room when we heard the familiar music of an ice cream truck! The ice cream truck has not been by our house since we lived here so Jason rushed for his wallet and the twins and I ran down the road in our bare feet to catch up with it! Who cares that it came at dinner time....we just pushed dinner later by an hour.....and the boys thought it was the coolest thing that we actually caught him. Jason claims he hasn't saw me move that fast in a long time hahahaha.
As the boys and I sat out on the back deck enjoying our ice treats, I couldn't help but remember living in Germany when the boys were little and we would meet the local ice cream man almost daily. He made home made ice cream and sold us a cone for 50 euro cents.....I know crazy, it only cost 50 cents and was delicious. This ice cream truck was definitely not that quality but we had a great time and we sure hope he makes a trip by our house again soon!
Ahh love when the boys just get to enjoy the little things that make childhood so great!