Ice Cream! Ice Cream!

It was nap time in the Schreurs household, and unfortunately there were no naps being had. G was up in his bed doing everything but sleeping. And then my hopes for a nap were lost when I heard the magical music of the ice cream man in the neighborhood. I sort of held my breath and waited to see if G would hear it. On the monitor I hear it get very quiet and then all of a sudden, "Mama! Ice cream!" "Ice cream mama!" "Come here!" Well what can I say to that....The problem was the ice cream truck went by so fast I didn't have time to get both boys outside before it was gone. We all went out to the front step and sat and waited, hoping the ice cream man would come back. We had almost given up hope and I was thinking I would be going thru the drive thru at Dairy Queen when we heard the music again! G was so thrilled. It was priceless to see his expression as the ice cream truck came down the street. G got a Scooby Doo ice cream treat. Oh well, I guess I can only hope for a nap tomorrow :)