Truth Will Out…But Not Just Yet (A Music Truck Update)

A few weeks ago I wrote about a bit of ice-cream-truck prevarication in which my husband and I engage with our children. You can read that story here for the context for this update.

Ice Cream Truck
Ice Cream Truck (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I thought the jig was up this afternoon when my son said, “Mommy! I hear the ice cream truck!”

“Not the music truck?” I asked.

“No, the ice cream truck!” he said, looking out the window for it.

“What does an ice cream truck do?”

“It plays music!”


Safe for a little longer.

6 thoughts on “Truth Will Out…But Not Just Yet (A Music Truck Update)

  1. I suspect that my 11 year old daughter may be to blame for for your son’s recent change of nomenclature…

    I live across the street. As the infernal truck approaches our houses, blaring it’s horrid tune and the words “HELL-OO-O”, my daughter screams “ICE CREAM TRUCK!! HEY DAD!! IT’S THE ICE CREAM TRUCK. HEY POGO (that’s our cat), LET’S CHECK OUT THE ICE CREAM TRUCK! (I don’t know why she does this. We serve better ice cream from our freezer at 1.8c/ounce instead of artificial colorings, thickeners and lord-knows-what at 36c/oz). If your 3 year old is awake, asleep, unconscious or in the next county, he will surely hear my girl sing the praises of that truck.

    Please accept my sincere apologies, CJ.


    1. It was bound to happen sooner or later, Ellery. And I’m not convinced it wasn’t the fault of my daughter. It’s like when friends would compare notes about when they learned the truth about Santa Claus. The youngest in the family always knew at a much younger age than the older ones.

      At least he’s not asking for treats from the truck. Yet.


  2. That truck used to tick me off in your town!!! We lived on a dead end street, and without fail, no matter WHAT time in the afternoon I would lay my son down for his nap, that stupid thing would come driving up and turn around in our driveway, right in front of our bedroom window!! And that music is LOUD. Seriously, I had homicidal thoughts about the Good Humor Man.


    1. What I want to know is, when are they going to stop coming around for the season? I can see why they haunt playgrounds, but it’s not like our neighborhood is all that bustling with children playing outdoors in the late afternoon. Maybe it’s the recession: ice cream trucks need to run twice as long as usual to make the same money. I wonder if economists have considered using mobile frozen treat businesses as indicators of economic health.


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