Ice Cream Truck

Sunday morning we were in the middle of watching the Giants vs. Steelers when we started hearing kiddie music coming from outside the house. It turned out, an ice cream truck was driving up and down the road. Wes' eyes got really big and he started saying "should I get something", "I haven't had ice cream from a truck since Wyoming". So needless to say he grabbed his wallet and ran out the door. I sneaked a picture of him running back into the house.