I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream

The ice cream truck comes around here on a random schedule. The girls ALWAYS want to run outside when they hear that song from the truck coming down the street. My beef with the ice cream truck is this, it comes about 20 minutes before dinner! Seriously, dude, could you pick a worse time? If they eat this ice cream they don't want to eat for another 3 hours. My girls are not big eaters. They basically don't want "healthy" food unless they're starving, which is rare. They don't believe in eating just because it's dinnertime. I guess that's the way we should all be.
Plus, I never have any cash. Never.

Anyway, I think they were complaining to Papoo on one of his recent visits that mom never buys them ice cream from the ice cream truck. So, Papoo left them each $5 for the ice cream truck. I was instructed to keep it ready for the next time they hear that sweet sound. Below are the pictures of their purchases from the beloved ice cream truck. I get it though, it's fun, and everyone knows I LOVE ice cream. I just wish it came around 2pm. Thank you Papoo for the fun ice cream!