I think I get just as much of a thrill as my children when I hear that icecream truck come rolling down the beach. Twice a day, you can count on it, our kids will stand at the side of the truck pointing at their choice for a sweet cold treat. The trick is to eat it before it melts all over your hands. I couldn't even get the kids to stop long enough to look at me for this picture they were so intent on devouring the pops. This is another reason I am so glad I am married to Jason. I would have never thought to spend $2 a bar on beach front icecream but for him it is all part of the fun of being on vacation.
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