I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream.

I can hardly wrap my brain around the fact that these pictures were taken only two weeks ago.  shortly thereafter it got cold, and then it snowed, and well, it feels like an entire lifetime has passed since then, or that we just went through another winter or something.  what month is this anyway?  April?  yeesh.  I was ready to turn the Christmas music on.

rewind two weeks: we're at the park, enjoying the first 70+ degree day of the year.  while the kids busied themselves on the playground, I sat in the grass, soaking up the sun's warm rays.  ahhh, this is the life, I thought, and quickly drifted off into la la land.

I swear no more than FIVE minutes had passed when the first kid surfaced, already whining about how hot-t-t-t and thirsty-y-y and boooored he was, waa, waa, waa. figures, right?  I tried shooing him away, "go play," I told him, "it's a beautiful day."  only that did nothing but produce more bellyaching.  it wasn't long after, and the entire kit and caboodle was begging to leave.  begging.  it was like the park had suddenly become a jail, and I was the jail keeper.  I couldn't help but spout off a little.  "are you like, for real?  this is like, the most fabulous day EVER, and like, all you guys want to do is like, rot inside?"  I was like, so annoyed.

enter the infamous Ice Cream Truck.

the second the kids tuned in to the jingle jangle of "it's a small world," blaring over the truck's loud speaker, all quibbling promptly ceased and their eyes lit up like the Fourth of July.  I knew what was coming, and braced myself for it.  sure enough, a booming chorus of "mom, can we get ice cream?" erupted.  "please, mom, pleeeeeease?"  who are these kids, and why are they calling me mom?  "okay, okay, but you have to promise me you'll stay....."  they were already half-way to the truck before I could even finish my sentence.

turns out it was the best $10 ever spent.  they were happy, and I was happy that I got to bask outside for a bit longer.  guess every now and then money can buy happiness. or sanity maybe?  whichever it is, I'll take it.

sluuuuuuurp.

the end.

-jessica

PS. so how many of you are still strumming along on the photo-a-day project?  wow, it's definitely been a challenge... and a half!  I admit I've missed a few days here and there, especially during the time we were sick.  and I think I might have mis-numbered a few, even.  I've found out that if I don't download the photo THAT day, I lose track of when it was taken.  oh well, it's still been fun!