A rocket pop! This just happens to be one of my favorite things. Another favorite thing is baseball. And lucky for me, those two things went together when I was a kid. I remember watching Landon play ball and my Dad buying me a Rocket Pop. Not sure what it is about Rocket Pop's, but I was pretty sure they were the coolest thing in the world. Anyway, I bought this delicious thing from the ice cream truck.
I unfortunately took it for granted that the old ice cream truck would always be around but this wasn't the case. I never saw the dang truck again. Sheesh. To be honest, I've had my eye open for one ever since. I think I repel them. It wasn't until last month that I saw my second Ice Cream truck. I actually heard the music as I was sitting on my couch. My mom happened to be up helping me since I had just had Brock. I couldn't let this opportunity slip by. Since I wasn't walking around very good yet I begged my mom to go buy me one. I sat there laughing as I watched her sprint down the street after the truck. Three minutes and $4.00 later I had my second Rocket Pop! I was one happy girl.
I've since learned that they sell rocket pops in almost every gas station for only $1.69. I still appreciate my moms effort and I still love ice cream trucks. I don't even care that they play creepy music.
