We have always referred to the ice cream truck as "the music truck". We've kept the ruse going for almost five years. Note the Almost.
We were at the local lake when here it comes.
Edee: Yay! Da music tuck!
Chicken (Dancing): Music tuck!!!
Me: Yay! Wahoo!
Some random kid nearby: Mom! Can I get some ice cream??
Some other random kid: Ice cream truck!
Me: Blast.
Edee: .....Mom? What's inside da music tuck?
Me: What do you mean?
Edee: Is dere ice keam inside da music tuck?
Me: Mmmm....it's fun to listen to the music!
Edee: Mommy, I think there's ice keam in da music tuck!
Me: Yes....there is. Most people call it an ice cream truck and can buy ice cream from it.
Defeated.
Oh noodles.
"Edee" and "Chicken" are nicknames for my two little rascals. The names originated from how my daughter would pronounce both her own and little brother's name when she first started talking. They've stuck. Chicken may live to regret that someday....
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