After eating lunch, we came back to the apartment and
I started the sock on the way over to take her to school - I will be frank - when I started, I thought I would never get through the first couple of rows. I felt like I had all thumbs and folks were loopy for even attempting socks. Then a transformation occurred and lo and behold, it became easier, and the rhythm of knitting using 5 needles became easier. And then....while sitting and talking to Laura and Cierra, (as Jim was putting a new plug on the dryer since the outlet and the plug did not fit), we hear music. I thought at first it was one of the girl's cell phones, with a catchy familiar tune -- my ears do not always locate the sound like it used to. I realized the music was coming from outside and the music drifting through the air was then clearing out the cobwebs of my brain...... and this is what we saw outside
Now, I have a confession to make - I have probably warped my first born child (not the child in this picture) and will be accused of abuse, but the ice cream truck, at our house when my eldest child was little, was not the ice cream man, but the music man. I told him that his truck had music on it and he drove around playing music. Well, when Angus went to school, at about the age of 6 or 7, my son came home tell me, "Mom, you know the music man?" He sells ice cream too. I had to act surprised since I did not want my son know that I had deprived him for years on that one. Anyway, the ice cream man drives through the apartment complexes for all the students who missed out on the opportunity and are living the last vestiges of their childhood as they go to college. I spared Laura today from too much embarrassment. I did NOT make the ice cream man hold the sock (as I know the HARLOT would), and will wait for a more opportune time to pull out that stunt.
Laura and Cierra came back home and got a few more things, took my van (I know she loved going in my van without a radio, since mine has died) and returned. Here they both are in front of their important - they make a cute pair:
Laura and Cierra, have fun in your new abode, and next time I will buy you an ice cream off the truck.