popsicles

Our ice-cream-man seems to have disappeared this summer.  My girl still remembers the sweet treats he brings in his truck and often talks about the next time he will arrive.  The other day, my girl grabbed her "ice-cream money jar" and we walked up to the corner store.  We found the exact popsicle we normally get from the ice-cream truck for a fraction of the price.  This turned into a great learning experience for my girl when she only had to pay 75 cents at the register rather than the $2.00 she normally pays when the ice-cream truck pulls up.  We happily headed home and shared a little sweet treat on a hot summer morning.  She is already planning a return trip with her savings.