After dinner and one last swim, I was on my way to bed when Gramma heard the Ice Cream Truck. Suddenly everyone moved into action, grabbed some money, and charged out the door as the music played and the little truck pulled up to us. I got a mango 100% juice bar. It was so good that gramma and grandpa could not pry it from my hands. It took me a half hour, but I enjoyed every icy morsel, and no matter how hard they tried, I wasn't giving it up to meet the "bed-die-bye" time-frame no matter what!
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