Dear Mr. Ice Cream Truck Man,

Is it absolutely necessary to drive by our house on a daily basis at approximately 5:30pm during our dinner hour to torture our 22 month old?  While I don't mind buying him an ice cream now and again, the mere sound of your jingles playing loudly through the stereo as your truck drives as slow as possible by our house seems to send him the message that it's ice cream time.  And when I tell him that it's dinner time soon and that we don't eat ice cream before dinner, he decides to throw a holy-tantrum that prohibits me from being able to finish cooking said dinner.

So, we scrounge quickly for $1.50 in change, run out barefoot across our driveway to chase you halfway down the street with Sean in tow, and order him an ice cream sandwich (which, you were out of today, by the way).  And the whole tantrum process starts over again when we return to our house and put the ice cream sandwich in the freezer until we're done eating dinner when he realizes he can't have it that very second.

So, thank you, for making our dinner time a real "treat" this past week and for guilting us into buying our son an ice cream bar the past two nights in a row.  May I recommend that you consider driving by at a more respectable "ice cream time" hour, such as 7pm so that we can enjoy my lovely home cooked meals in peace?

Yours,

The biggest pushover mom in history, Kelly