I was getting worried.
We hadn’t seen an ice cream truck all summer.
We’ve heard them.
But haven’t been close enough to actually visit one.
And then last week, on my birthday, as I rounded a corner, I saw it. Right down the street from us, pulled over to offer cold, frozen treats to the swimmers at the beach.
I double-parked and shoved a few dollars in Nick’s hands.
Well, more than a couple of dollars, because the days of getting anything for under $2 are long gone.
But a few minutes later, he had treats for both himself and Madeline, and we had one more thing crossed off our Summer Bucket List.
Happy weekend, Sweetnickers!