Ice Cream Truck

The Boy can hear that truck when it's miles away. We chased it down and bought a super-duper frozen ice cream bar. I sent the Boy out back to enjoy it; wisely, as it turns out. When I went to check on him, my lordy! What a lovely, drippy, chocolate-y mess! I don't think a single body part was spared. "Oh my goodness!," I exclaimed, to which the Boy replied, "yeah.........I sure did like it, 'though! It was chocolate and banana flavor together!"