Ice Cream Man in the Van-Creepy or Awesome?
Last night around 9:30pm, I had finally gotten Ethan in bed and calmed down. I sat down and grabbed my book and was about to open it when I heard the music. Yes, the music, "Pop Goes the Weasel," then a few seconds later my son comes running down the hallway, "Momma, the ice cream man." Ugh! Seriously!

