the ice cream truck

The following is a scene that happens quite frequently around here.  The ice cream truck typically comes down our street anytime between 3 and 4:00 every day, which happens to be right when these two wake up from their nap.  

So Poppy grabs her change purse and gets into position to wait...

 and wait...

 and wait...

 "Mom, shouldn't he be here by now?!"

 "My sister is so silly for waiting like this every day!"

 Then the whining begins.  "Mom, I don't think he's coming today."

And then he comes and she practically throws her money at him... 

And she orders the same Dora ice cream every time (because of the gumball eyes).  And you would think I would have taken a picture of her eating her ice cream, but after all that waiting, she was sooo not in the mood for any more pictures.  And that is what happens almost every afternoon at our house!