Ice Cream Truck

About 10pm last night it was really windy. The wind caused our wire clothes line to squeak. David thought it was the Ice Cream Man. The Ice Cream Man comes on Saturdays, when the girls and I are at church and Michael and David are at home. We've told our children they cannot have ice cream from the Ice Cream Man because it is full of sugar and artificial colors. Last night David proceeded to "tell" me all about the Ice Cream Man. He ended his story with a strong expression that, "The ice cream is bad." He wrinkled his nose and put his whole body into it. It cracked me up!