Do you remember the old movie Funny Farm?
Do you remember Chevy Chase declaring war against the crazy mailman that threw his mail out the window as he flew by his house??
My daughter and I have declared a similar war with the local ice cream truck. I've never seen an ice cream truck drive so fast through a neighborhood! It's like he's afraid of kids or something!
The family has insituted a plan of action that goes into effect upon hearing canned carnival music.
1.) Everyone drops what they are doing. AND I mean everyone!
2.) My daughter is responsible for gathering the money.
3.) All available adults gather at the mailbox, screaming and flailing our arms wildly.
This didn't work. I even yelled in my most redneck holler and the target kept moving. The funny part was my neighbor came over after hearing my bellow, and told us that Sonic has half-price milkshakes after 8pm. My husband just told her I had an ice cream addiction that we'd like to keep quiet. He also apologized for my outburst.
Today, my daughter and I have tried a new tactic. Begging.