Ice Cream Truck!!!

Every afternoon our neighborhood is visited by the ice cream truck. Andrew has a built in radar that can hear the music from miles away. As soon as he hears it stops whatever he's doing, puts his hand to his ear and says, "What's that? ICE CREAM TRUCK!!" He runs to the front window and watches it go down the street and come back. He then bolts to the back window because he knows the truck will circle the house. When the ice cream truck isn't around he will frequently asked, "Where the ice cream truck go?" The only answer that satisfies is that the truck has gone to bed.