
It was a tradition to stop for ice cream on the way home. The two of us always had the peanut butter and it was so yummy I can recall the taste even today. And after a day of fun in the sun, bellies full of sweet creaminess, we almost always nodded off to sleep, our heads bobbing for some time only to land on eachother, we made the journey back home.
Enjoy these summer days. They are the stuff of memories.