THE "MUSIC TRUCK" IS BACK
IS THIS BAD?
Parents tell white lies to their kids all the time, right?
The sounds of summer sound a little different to my soon-to-be 3 year old. You know that truck that drives through your neighborhood when the days get long and the weather gets warm? You know what truck I'm talking about. It's painted in bright colors. It meanders slowly down the block seeking out children. It blares cartoon style music... favorites that include "Turkey in the Straw" and "Pop Goes the Weasel." You know that truck, right?
It's the Music Truck!
Okay. I know it's the Ice Cream Truck, but Ella doesn't. So, don't tell her okay?
Is that bad? Am I a terrible parent?
I'm not one of these dads that doesn't let my kid eat sweets or watch TV. I assure you, the kid is normal in that regard. She got peeps and chocolate for Easter. She makes and eats various baked goods. She's fine.
'So it's not that I deny her the joy of eating ice cream. Far from it. I just want to do it on my terms, and not for 3 bucks for a popsicle.
So when the Ice Cream Truck comes around my neighborhood, Ella exclaims, "I hear it! I hear it! The music truck!"
She hears it. Runs to the window or outside... stands and waves. Nice. No crying. No begging for ice cream. No need to throw nutrition out the door and drop three bucks on the insistence of the child. She's just happy.
As my wife said, is it bad to imagine a place where there's a truck that plays music just for the children? Sounds like a lovely world to me. For now, it's the world my daughter lives in.
Music truck. That's good stuff.
Send me your "white lies" and I'll follow up with some of your contributions.