On any given day you can find about 6-8 kids in my driveway or house. They are collecting. We are growing (cousins have heard this is the best neighborhood ever, so they are "coming" for the day, to my house!). I always thought this was what I wanted, and now I am rethinking. It is what I want, I just have to take a "chill pill" and learn to relax. As normal they were all here and I was out front talking to them. I see the ice cream truck drive into the neighborhood and turn the opposite way. Then the brakes, reverse and I start laughing. I told them it was the ice cream truck and she had spotted the jackpot. Well...the ice cream truck isn't what it used to be! Everything was at least $1.25. Times that by 8, and I did not have enough for everyone. Then someone comes running with their own money and kids scatter to their own homes. It was awesome! It was the first time any of them had seen the ice cream truck. My kids thought that was soooooo cool. Little old grandma driving around selling ice cream (robbing us blind, but hey, how can you say no to that!) Too funny to watch!
Side note: I made a double batch of brownies today. I left the room and came back a few minutes later to an empty pan. Half the milk was gone too. Yikes! Keeping the neighborhood snacked is proving to be a challenge. I homemake EVERYTHING possible. The little neighbor boy made a request when he got here the other day. He told me that he would like the cookies with little dots in them (confetti cookies with confetti frosting) for a snack today. I am not that nice. I told him that he would get what I cooked for the day. He was all disappointed. Sorry, my kids don't even get that service! You get what you get and you don't throw a fit!!! That's Caden's saying!
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