I bravely agreed to let the boys paint.....
while Whitney played dress up with the Barbies.
After pizza, playing on the swing set, and taking turns riding around the yard on the four wheeler ( aren't we rednecks!), we heard a faint noise in the distance.
I C E C R E A M !!!
The kids had never had this experience before, so of course they had to get some. It reminded me of when I was little and the ice cream truck came to our neighborhood.
Wow! It looks like a tough job being a kid!
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