dear ice cream man

Do you think it will be possible in the future for you to see fit to drive down our street? I know we live on a longish cul-de-sac, but you've really got to help me out here. On days when the kids are outside (and sometimes even the inside days) they hear the faint call of the one song you play over and over and over. Their faces light up with expectation as they ask for money. They have their own money, but they feel the need to spend ours instead. They wait...and wait...but you never come down the street. So, lately they've talked one of us into walking down to the end of the street to wait for you. And still, somehow we miss you. Today they looked at me again with doe-like eyes and asked to take the walk to the corner. I obliged. Once we got there with the neighbor boy in tow, they waited for a few minutes then sat on the sidewalk, ready to be patient. Me? I felt like a hooker standing on the corner waiting for the truck to pull up. So we left. Later, Greg was successful at the end of our street. But, dude, you'd really make things a whole lot easier if you'd just turn the corner and come our way. So do you think you could?

Thanks,

Stephanie & Heather's Mommy