My kids LOVE the ice cream truck. What kid wouldn’t, right? When we first moved here from MN, the ice cream truck was a great novelty. Very exciting and made everyone happy. NOW, it is killing me. My kids can hear it miles away. Which leads to much jumping and shouting!!! I have no problems saying “no” to my kids but I have the hardest time saying “no” to the ice cream truck lady a.k.a. The Smart Cookie. She has the nicest, friendliest smile. She even buys lemonade from the kids if they are selling.
So here is what happens when The Smart Cookie drives by. The kids are jumping excitedly waving their hands, I shake my head “no”, the kids slump their shoulders and complain. THAT doesn’t bother me. HERE is what bothers me. The Smart Cookie drives by super slow, gives me a big kind smile – very much like a grandmother would, and then I shake my head “no” and BOOM – her smile turns into a sad-looking smile. AND just like that, I am saying “Oh, what the heck” – AGAIN.