(You know the rest...)
We all scream
For ice cream!
It must be summer.
Kids running through the sprinkler.
Adults seeking the shady spots on the patio.
The first homemade ice cream of the year.
Ron used his new (to him) White Mountain ice cream freezer today.
He told us that it was a twenty-year-old freezer that had never made ice cream before this afternoon.
(I don't think it will be another twenty years.)
And when Papa opened the lid for the great reveal,
the kiddos DID "scream for ice cream"!
(Actually, it was more like a cheer, but that doesn't fit with the rhyme.)
What tells you it's summer?