Mommy heard the ice cream truck and told me to tell our neighbor to hold it for us while we looked for our shoes, but I didn't say anything. As soon as we walked out it was already down the street. Noah started crying and I have to say I did also, but mommy reminded us what happens when we cry for something (we don't get it) so needless to say it was short lived. Daddy jumped into the van and chased the ice cream man down and led him back to our house. I got to eat a batman popsicle and Noah ate a pink panther popsicle. They were well worth the wait. It was our first popsicles off an ice cream truck :)! Thanks Daddy!!!! Your the best!!!!
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