I’m curious now: what do you call the ice cream man? Growing up we always called him Skippy, but friends of mine recently told me they called him the Jingle Man. teehee!
The only thing that saved me today was that I didn’t have my wallet with me at the community pool when the “Happy Times” ice cream truck came jingling up to the pool parking lot!
Ah, happy kids.
Now that’s the picture(s) of summertime.
I love it!
We live in the boonies. Sadly, no ice cream trucks come our way.
I’m curious now: what do you call the ice cream man? Growing up we always called him Skippy, but friends of mine recently told me they called him the Jingle Man. teehee!
The only thing that saved me today was that I didn’t have my wallet with me at the community pool when the “Happy Times” ice cream truck came jingling up to the pool parking lot!