When I heard the music on Sunday afternoon, I told Matt to get on some shoes while I got some clothes on Quinn and grabbed the camera and the cash! When you hear the ice cream man, you just HAVE to chase him down. And, chase him we did! We walked very fast down our street to catch the truck...and, when we got there, it was the Spider Man Pop...no question! The joyous mess quickly became a family affair...we all had a taste...and the puppies got the last lick! I have a feeling this won't be our last visit to the ice cream truck this summer!