When ever I have a chance to cut class I go to the band room. A matter of fact, once I didn't realize I was suppose to go to class after an in school concert and just stayed at the band room but my teacher let it slip, lol
hot summer days when the "ice cream" truck would be such a treat.memories of me chasing the ice cream truck several circling blocks while the idiot driver certainly must have been laughing his head off.
The good old times of childhood :) when parents would actually let their kids spray each other with the garden hose. I'm glad my mom let us have water fights :) we used ice cream buckets AND the garden hose.