This is how you keep cool on a hot summer hike. Somehow, even on a hiking trail, we can’t avoid the siren song of the ice cream man. Seriously, those guys are everywhere.
This time, I was smart enough to get her an Italian ice in a little bowl instead of getting her an ice pop, which melts everywhere.
Note the look she gives me, which says “you are not getting any of my ice cream.”
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