Do you remember that sweet jingle from the ice cream truck? Â Oh, yes! That sweet sound of summer came ringing through my door this afternoon. My kids were outside playing with Teddy and Carlos when Fashion Diva Girl (was Sassy Frass and then Debo) came running inside screaming the ice cream truck was coming up the street.
My kids spent lots of time visiting my family in Tennessee. Â I still remember the day the ice cream man drove up the side street but didn’t come down my mom’s street. Â Don’t mess with granny’s girls not getting their ice cream. Â She jumped in her car, chased the man down and had him come back to the house. Â She then instructed him to come to her house every day until further notice because her grandchildren were in town. Â There were no other kids on her street, but she was going to ensure her babies got their ice cream. Â She even set a little envelope of money to the side for them to grab in case she didn’t hear the truck.
As I watched Fashion Diva Girl run to her room to grab her little change purse with Equestrian Girl, and The Softball Chef not far behind her.  It put the biggest smile on my face.  They each ordered their ice cream, and I even got me a little something courtesy of Equestrian Girl.  We each sat and enjoyed our special treat with smiles and laughter.
Enjoying our ice cream
This moment brought back the sweet memories of when I was a kid.  The hot days of summer riding bikes, playing outside for hours, running around the neighborhood all day. But, when you heard that jingle, you ran home to get your money to stand in line to order your ice cream.  I always ordered the purple icee.  HA! Ha!  It wasn’t grape; it was purple. Lol  But, it was oh, so good.  By the time everyone finished drinking theirs, you had ants crawling around everywhere.  You always had that one kid that dropped their cup or let their popsicle melt and run down their arm.
Do you have a sweet memory of the ice cream truck from your childhood? Â I won’t lie, I felt like a kid standing there trying to choose my ice cream for the taking.
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I won’t forget the jingle of the ice cream truck. Sadly they don’t do that here or many places anymore due to kids running in front of cars. I’m sad that any child would be injured pursuing the jingle of their favorite truck yet the memory of those special times I was allowed ice cream remain a treasured time in my mind.
The first time my kids heard the ice cream truck they darted straight to the street. We had to have a talk about being cautious. I get excited when I hear the jingle.
You seem to have such a lovely family! Wish I could join you and hopefully get a bit of ice-cream too, now I really want some, hahah 🙂
Thank you.
Yep! Ice-cream is so quintessentially summer!
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I love ice cream… thanks for sharing..
[ Smiles ] Hmm. I was probably a strange a kid.
I never went crazy when I heard the music from the ice cream truck, because most of the time, I had ice cream at home (I was a so-called spoilt kid).
I actually cannot wait for the “sweet sounds of fall” – haha!
Yes, yes, yes!!! I remember the ice cream truck very well! I would go for one of those “sno-cones” now! That is what we call the shaved ice topped with syrup in my home country Jamaica! Sweet, sweet memories.
Yes, the sno-cones were the best! I use to get the sno-cones from a corner store. The one this ice cream truck sold wasn’t made in front of you. It’s already made and frozen in a package. That SWEET syrup just doesn’t taste the same. lol
I wish we had an ice cream truck in this neighborhood. Oh well, it is great memories as a kid, but I hated the music as an adult in an old neighborhood. Good times.
All of these ice cream flavors took me back to my childhood. Ice cream from ice cream man always seemed to taste better. Thanks for taking me down memory lane!
I miss the ice cream truck so much. You would think that in the Southeast here, when it gets to feeling like 100 degrees one would be in the neighborhood, but nope.
What’s up with that? 🙁
You know, it’s funny you say that. Cause they really don’t come around like they did when we were kids. You would think they would be out everyday.
I remember running outside to catch the ice cream truck. I miss those days.
The good ole days.
Ha ha – I loved the icecream truck – always got an ice cream sandwich – ice cream between two chocolate wafers. Not even sure it was the ice cream that was that good. I think it was the memories of summer it brings with it.
Oh yes! I use to separate the wafer from the ice cream to eat in a bowl.
This made me want some ice cream so bad right now!!! Omg haha
LOL. Go out and get some. Yummy….