It has been so warm here in Denver that the Ice Cream Dude has decided that it's time to break out the "cool ride" and cruise the neighborhood.
My older kids have super sonic hearing and perk right up when they hear the sound of mobile sugar.
Yesterday, I was out walking with K, who is three, when we heard the tinkling sounds of spring. I instantly tensed up and swore under my breath.
I have nothing against Ice Cream Dude. I'm sure he is a very nice guy, but the mesmerizing tinkling musical truck gimmick he uses to peddle his over-priced garbage seriously ticks me off.
When K heard it she turned to me with big eyes and said, "Mama! That song is boodiful" and then skipped down the sidewalk twirling to the tune of "Sugar on Wheels".
The truck slowed as it approached us, clearly targeting us, stalking us.
K was loving the attention, spinning along enjoying the music. She pointed to the truck, looked up at me with those big innocent blue eyes and said, " Mama, why that nice man playin' moosic? He makin me happy."
I told her, "That's the music man, he makes people happy, isn't that nice?"
"So nice, Mama."
Ignorance is bliss.....