(“Ice Cream” by Sweet Emma and her Preservation Hall Jazz Band)
Taking your kids out for ice cream sucks. Eight bucks and two tantrums – not to mention one *accident* – later, nobody’s even eaten any ice cream. The one who kept his shit together ordered blueberry and now decided he really doesn’t like it because it’s too purple, and the other is waiting it out now that there’s a puddle under her seat and a bowl of soft serve tipped over on the table.
The worst part is that everyone’s having a great time an hour later searching for the lost bocci balls in the garden for prizes. Find a green ball, get a green gummy bear. Find a red one get a red gummy bear. There’s no blue gummy bears but there are two blue bocci balls still out there and I haven’t decided what they’ll get. Probably not blueberry ice cream.
(“Ice Cream Song (Meltin’ Fast)” by Caitlin Robertson)
(“Ice Cream Man” by Tom Waits)
(“Ice Cream Man” by Jonathan Richman and the Modern Lovers)