Chasing the Ice Cream Truck

It was a gorgeous sunny weekend, the pool just recently opened in our neighborhood. Carley, Zoe and I were playing in the back yard while daddy was working in the garage and all of a sudden we heard the familiar sing-song tunes of the ice cream truck. Ahh, the sounds of summer are tickling our ears. Carley hurridly raided her piggy bank and ran out front to keep watch. Unfortunately the truck passed right by our house without stopping so daddy had to come to the rescue by putting carley on his shoulders and chasing him down. Yay, daddy's our hero! Carley came away with a yummy yucky Scooby Doo ice cream pop that only cost a whopping $2.50! Wow! No more are the days of a .50cent ice cream, huh.

 Oh, well. She was happy and enjoyed every bite of it.

And P.S. check out this little darlin'. Runnin ragged in her Luv's and winter boots (which she picked out and insisted on wearing). This little cutie has already started potty training at only 13 months and has gone potty twice this week on the big girl toilet!Yay Zoe!