Ice Cream Truck

Hubby needs a car. And I really want a dog. Sort of. I think. Maybe. Probably not. See, I like the idea of dog, but not the responsibility. Dogs are a fun a idea, but in reality they are a lot of work and love and work.

"I have a great idea!" shouts Gio. "Dad can get you a dog, and you can get him an ice cream truck."

Somehow I think I'm getting the short end of the popsicle stick here.