Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Dear Mr. Ice Cream Man

I'm sure you think it's great coming up my street every day, but really, you're making my summer a bit complicated. I can't justify spending a dollar a day on popsicles when I can buy a pack of 10 at Wal Mart for the same price. It's bad enough that you drive the whole neighborhood every day, but could we come to an agreement that you just quit coming down my street? If we can hear you but not see you, it would make it easier for me. Thanks bunches!

2 comments:

Jenn said...

My kids haven't discovered what that "truck singing songs on the road" is yet, so we're still safe at my house. Maybe I should call you when I hear it on the next block down and you can come up with a cool reason for Natalee to wear earplugs for a few minutes and she'll never know what she missed.

Annie said...

Plus, you're kind of creepy.