Visit from the ice cream man...

The other Sunday evening while the boys and I were playing in the backyard, I heard an old, familiar sound....the ice cream man music. Surprisingly, the ice cream man had never been through our neighborhood the almost 5 years we've been here. I yelled, "it's the ice cream man!" All the boys needed to hear was "ice cream" for them to become excited. So we ran in the house to scrounge up some money, and this is what they bought. Probably not the healthiest things on Earth, but the boys have to experience the ice cream man at least once in their childhoods!