My nephew has come to stay with me for a few weeks in July since he was 4 years old. This summer he will be 13. Last summer was the first time we missed out on his visit because their family was going through a major move and we thought it best that he spend as much time in his old home as possible. There are things that we do every summer with him and have established many traditions. Since we moved and this is his first time spending time in our new home, most of the old traditions of Ohio have gone away. But there is one thing that has stayed the same. Pig pieces. To those who aren't familiar with this delicacy, you probably know them better as ribs. Tonite was Pig Pieces night.
Before dinner was served tonite, the kids all heard the very familiar tunes of the ice cream truck coming. They were all in the basement playing and all it took was one kid hearing that tune to alert the others of the trucks arrival. I too heard the truck and rushed from folding my laundry to flag her down - even in the pouring rain. The poor ice cream truck girl didn't think she'd get any business but when my flock of kids ran out after her, barefoot and umbrellas in hand, we made her day. (I apologize for the last part of the video where it is sideways, my video lady is a little crazy!)
As you can see, Anthony is much taller than his cousin. And yes, Jacob's hair is done up in a mohawk!! Both were posing as if going to jail for a line up! Don't look they look mean??
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