Only in Michigan

Set the scene:

Matt is outside cleaning out the shed and reorganizing it. Gabe is out there with him playing with all the fun unusual items his dad is finding :-)

Zoe is asleep in her bed.

I am sitting on the futon watching the shed cleaning out the window, giving thumbs up or down to various items.

We all hear a faint music in the distance. What is that?? It sounds like computer game music...is that Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?? It gets louder and louder. Then it hits me. THE ICE CREAM TRUCK????? YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME!!!!!!! We get one sunny day in March and the temperature creeps out of the twenties to a whopping 36 degrees. And here comes the ICE CREAM TRUCK. I couldn't believe it. Neither could Gabe who of course was ecstatic and proceeds to wave a big orange bicycle trailer flag in the air. But his grandest expectations are squashed when Matt just smiles at the ice cream truck driver and motions him on. Poor ice cream truck driver man...what is he thinking?