Along with going to the park every week, we have commited ourselves to one more treat every week: icees. From Dray.
You know those annoying people who drive in vans and sell ice cream? Yeah, we have that. We also have the guy who drives through in his little pickup truck selling icees. He plays the same music of the kid yelling “Hello!?” and the quacking duck to lure in people of all ages.
You know, even though it gets old hearing you drive around the 10 surrounding neighborhoods and even though my son’s poop turns crazy shades of color, we still love you. It’s a joyous sound hearing you drive near. You know why? Because that means when you’re out, it’s warm.
And we love warm weather.
Here Aidan is feeding me ice chunks from his raspberry icee.