Today was supposed to be a vacation day. Which it was, but I spent it feeling miserable with the cold I picked up from Lil' Gal. I held down the fort while Mama went to kindergarten open house. We played with the rocket, which landed on the red planet of Robotron. Of course, having a sofa-like surface, it was hard for the robots to keep their balance.
Suddenly, we heard the ice cream truck coming, with its odd song choice of "Fur Elise." We pulled on our shoes, and waited for it to come back. On its way back, it turned down the cul-de-sac across from our house (clearly marked "No Outlet"). We sat on the front yard to wait. We waited and waited and waited, but it never came out of the cul-de-sac. When Mama and the kids finally went to look for it, they discovered that there *was* an outlet to the cul-de-sac of doom! The ice cream truck had escaped!
This was not a day to learn one of life's little lessons. Mama loaded the kids into the van and took them to the pizza place up the street, where they got to pick out goodies from the cooler. Yay for Mama! She saved the day!
This was not a day to learn one of life's little lessons. Mama loaded the kids into the van and took them to the pizza place up the street, where they got to pick out goodies from the cooler. Yay for Mama! She saved the day!
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