Ice Cream Truck

On Saturday afternoon we were out enjoying the 70 degree temps when we heard the music coming down the road. You know the music.  THE music every kid looks forward to hearing.  The sound of summer.  The sound of the ice cream truck driving through your neighborhood.  Somehow Addison made it all the way until 4 years old without experiencing this right of passage.  So never mind the fact that she'd literally JUST found 30 or so candy-filled Easter eggs around the yard, we grabbed the cash and the camera and waited at the end of the driveway with the kids from across the street.  Here are the pictures to commemorate her very first Ice Cream Truck Bomb Pop.