Trophies Are Nice, But...

Later in the afternoon, Alex heard the ice cream truck's music. A magical siren, it is - this half-midi 'Music Box Dancer'. Daddy went into Dress Alex Emergency Mode (because he was naked again). Mommy went into Emergency Flag Down Mode.

I ran down Hunter Street all the way to Halstead before Billie, one of our neighbors, was able to hold him there for me. He said that he'd come back around to our block. I ran back to the house and informed Daddy and Alex who were waiting outside.

We didn't wait long before Alex heard his magic chimes again. 'He's coming! He's coming!' he cheered.

We bought two Chocolate Eclair bars and had ourselves an outdoor ice cream time. Now, Alex thinks it's a proper celebration.

Saturday, August 28