Tonight Kevin came running in the door, slamming it behind him in a big hurry. He raced up the stairs and dug into the change vase for a handful of quarters. "The Ice Cream Man is here!!" I quickly followed suit and grabbed a couple of dollar bills out of my wallet. No time to dig for change. "Hurry up Mom!" Kevin said as he raced back to the cul-de-sac. Sure enough it was the Ice Cream Man. There were lots of kids in line. Sam got a Pink Panther ice cream thing on a stick. Kevin got a popsicle called Lickity Lick. A popsicle of flavor explosion. I got the ever desired Jolly Rancher popsicle. Yummmmmmy!!!
While standing in line I asked the Ice Cream Man if he had a set scheduled route. He said yes. I asked him what it was and he showed me the cable inside the truck that makes the truck make music. No, no, no...what is your schedule? When and what time do you come to this cul-de-sac. He finally got the jist of what I was saying and told me every Friday night. I asked him if he came any other night besides Friday. He said "No, just Friday night, I come here." I said "No, that's not good enough. You need to come more often." He looked at me puzzled. I bet he thought he was working for himself and had no boss. Ha! Boy was he suprised. I said "You need to come every Tuesday and Friday around 7 pm. " He said "I do?" I said "Yes, you do. These kids wait for you, you need to come Tuesday and Friday at 7 pm." He said "Ok, I come Tuesday and Friday at 7 pm." Wow...I sure have learned a lot from my grandmother!!
Hopefully, he'll follow my command and drive his happy truck down our cul-de-sac on Tuesday evening.
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