Bedtime's Been Bumped

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Up until last week I had never had the enjoyment of a visit from an ice cream truck. Last week, Sunday night, we had just finished up with baths, jammies, bedtime stories, and were turning off the light when low and behold we heard the little song of the ice cream truck very close to our house. Everyone got all excited and there was a race to the front door. We waited at the corner and flagged him down when we saw him up the road. E-Man chose a color changing popsicle and K-Girl decided to go along with his choice. The Husband and I decided to go for the traditional shaved ice.

This week, baths had been given, jammies were on, and we were halfway through E-Man's bedtime book when K-Girl ran into the room shouting that she hears the ice cream truck.

After waiting a good 20 minutes for the truck to get over to our road, we all ordered our treats. As we walked up to the truck, the kid laughed and commented on how he's messing with our bedtime again. This week the kids opted for Spiderman popsicles and Mom and Dad chose the shaved ice again.

I think it's official, our summer bedtime on Sundays will be bumped to 9:00 since it sounds like 8:00 will be our stop along his route.