When we lived on Chestnut, the ice cream man and our girls knew each other. Since moving to this new side of town, we've been waiting and waiting and waiting for an appearance by the ice cream man. Yesterday (Sept. 1) even over Brian mowing the lawn and Lilly being upstairs in the playroom - she heard the faint sounds of his ice cream truck playing Fur Elise. She came running downstairs with Bingo in tow yelling - "ICE CREAM MAN! ICE CREAM MAN!" It's a good thing she heard him too bc yesterday was the last day for the ice cream man. Oh yes, the weather is turning here in ND.


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