My kids love when the ice cream truck comes and it is usually a rarity. So, when we were outside playing this afternoon and Handley's ears perked up at that tinkly music she came running up to me and said she thought she heard the ice cream truck. It was close to dinner time, but they were all so excited about the idea of the ice cream truck so I couldn't say no. I told the kids to freeze where they were I ran in to grab some cash and in those 15 seconds the truck passed right by Gigi and Papa's house. We all stood at the end of the driveway listening intently hoping that it would come back by and a few minutes later the music was getting louder and louder. The kids were jumping up and down with excitement and were perfectly happy picking the cheapest thing on the ice cream truck's menu since I only had $3 in my wallet. Thankfully their popsicles didn't ruin their dinner.
The rest of the day was great. The girls had wonderful days at school and Hudson and I ran errands with him in a great mood and I even squeezed in some exercise, too. Unfortunately the day did not end on a good note. Living in a temporary places isn't easy and not being able to go home during the day is rough. It means Hudson only gets a nap in the car. Most days he does sleep, but today he didn't and he was out of sorts this evening. I felt so bad when he was hysterical, but so stressed at the same time because I was trying to get the girls fed, get everyone ready for bed and my patients were worn then. Praying for a smoother evening (and a nap) for a sweet boy tomorrow.