9/01/2008
spilled the beans.
For the past two yearsthe ice cream truck has driven down our street at 6 pm. We always called it the music truck because I didn't want daily battles with Liv. Well, tonight for the first time we told her it was the ice cream truck. We ran out and she bought a dora popsicle. We told her the truck only stops at our house on special days and today was one of them. That way she won't beg for it EVERY DAY.
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