The Ice Cream Truck

There is a very perfect ice cream truck that comes to our neighborhood. As soon as the kids hear the music they wait impatiently out front.

The sequence below was just the natural thing for Aaron to do with his ice cream cone. It ended with ice cream on the ground so of course we had to get more.

While we were baking in the sun, covered in sticky ice cream, Dad was inside jamming in front of a fan – smart man.

I hadn’t documented this summer ritual of ours because it always happens in really harsh light, but I’m glad I finally did. I’m happy I stopped worrying about the pictures looking great and just shot these images so we can hold onto the memories.

9-12 . 28mm . harsh sun