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Growing Up Julee

Ice Cream! You Scream! Grandma Screams!
 
 
I’ve always been quick to find a solution to any given situation.
 
Ask my grandma.
 
She babysat me from the time I was an infant until I was four.
 
I was cute.
 
I was rotten!
Nothing says Summer like the sound of an Ice Cream Truck. The music sings like the Pied Piper, luring children at play.
 
I was one such child caught in the trance of the Pied Piper’s ice cream campaign.
 
Dashing in the house, I rushed to my grandmother.
 
I found her sitting in the restroom.
 
“Grandma! I need money for the ice cream truck!” I squealed.
 
“If he’s still there when I’m done I’ll get you some money.” she replied in an attempt to postpone the situation.
 
Lucky for me, I had thought ahead…
“I already stopped him and told him to wait while I went to get you.”
 
I can still see my grandma’s face as what I said hit her. She’d be outwitted by a three-year-old!
 
It was the MOST delicious Ice Cream Cone EVER!
 
My girls are enjoying an upcoming review item that allows them to savor ice cream all Summer!

 

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