mom!! the ice cream truck!! [day 312]
I have really come to hate the taunting music played from the ice cream truck, getting louder as it gets closer to my house. As soon as I hear the fain sounds of it, I know what’s next. Mom!!!!! The ice cream truck!!!!!! My kids know I’m not a fan of the van filled with overpriced, well advertised sugar products, stopping to fill the air with carbon monoxide and invading my territory. While I was away and had a sitter, they went to the truck. My youngest, knowing I would not be happy about this, decided to make something good out of it. He decide to get something that was in a container we could reuse, and he also talked all his friends into doing the same.
We use these little containers in our lunch bags. I did not end here. The next time the ice cream truck came by, I said, “No.” After much deliberation, I decided to have some fun with this. I let him go out and get some ice cream from the truck. I think I freaked out my neighbors, but here’s what happened…
I haven’t checked at Kroger yet to see if they carry Popsicle Shots, but I’ll be checking today. I’m all about people making a living in creative ways, and the ice cream truck driver is a good way to make some money. It’s like fast food that comes to your house with dessert. I never buy this for my kids, I make them use their own money. If they feel good about the purchase, then I’ll go with it. I don’t always say yes to the ice cream truck, but I don’t always say no. Balance. It’s all about balance.