Ice Cream Truck (Bedtime Story)

When the ice cream truck breaks down in the Honeybee Neighborhood, an unexpected team effort with sled dogs turns a melting disaster into a snowy adventure. Racing against time and the sun’s warmth, we pack the freezers with mountain snow and save the sweet treats from melting away. With teamwork, a bit of tinkering, and Harold leading the sled dog brigade, we keep the ice cream cool and enjoy a scoop (or three) on a frosty ride back down the mountain! - Love, Mrs. Honeybee

Transcript

Bedtime with Mrs.

Honeybee Today,

In the Honeybee neighborhood,

We'll help out our beloved ice cream truck driver when she runs into some trouble.

Did you say ice cream?

I love ice cream.

Maybe I'll get double Rocky Road,

Or triple dip chocolate,

Or maybe even quadruple dip chocolate.

She'll be coming by this afternoon.

You've got plenty of time to choose,

Melody B.

I'll be getting my favorite,

Pistachio ice cream.

Of all the choices,

And all the flavors,

You're going to get pistachio?

You do know they have quadruple dip chocolate,

Right?

Well,

Maybe today I'll try something new.

All you have to do is close your eyes,

Get cozy,

And listen to the sound of my voice.

Mrs.

Honeybee will be your guide.

Let's begin.

You are here in the Honeybee neighborhood,

Walking up our driveway to knock on the front door.

The sun is shining down on you,

And today the delightful tune of an ice cream truck fills the air and travels to your ears on the warm breeze.

Take a slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Feel the coolness of the air coming in through your nose and finding its way to your lungs.

Then,

Slowly,

Breathe all the way out through your mouth and turn to watch as the ice cream truck rolls slowly by you in front of our house.

When you look back,

You see that the ice cream truck has a specific pitch that calls out to Melody Bee and Harold before anyone else.

They burst through the front door,

Rushing and falling over themselves and each other to get out to the ice cream truck in time.

Oh,

The ice cream truck is here.

It's been so long.

Like two weeks.

No,

Closer to a billion years,

Which is way too long.

Melody Bee and Harold are so happy to see you,

Like always.

They shout inside through the front door that was left open for us to come out.

Mr.

Honey Bee and I come outside to see you and to get some ice cream.

Hello,

My little Honey Bee.

It's the perfect day for ice cream,

Isn't it?

It sure is.

Hmm.

Hey there.

Is your truck okay?

It sounds like it needs a bit of a boost.

The ice cream truck driver explains that she just repaired it before she left the ice cream shop,

But her old truck is on its last axle and might need to retire.

She was hoping it would keep going for one last summer.

Mr.

Honey Bee offers to take a look at the engine just for a second pair of eyes.

He tells her of his vast experience repairing golf carts,

Cars,

Bikes,

And even magical carpets.

He's worked with all sorts of engines.

The ice cream truck driver is thrilled to have the help,

And she climbs out to open the hood.

While they're doing that,

We look through all the delicious options and study the pictures carefully to make the best choice.

This is a very important decision after all.

My little Honey Bee,

Which is your favorite ice cream treat?

They all look so good.

I don't know how we're supposed to decide.

I think I'm going to get a snow cone.

I love Lurdes.

What's your favorite,

Mrs.

Honey Bee?

Hmm.

I think I'll have an ice cream sandwich.

Those are our favorites,

Huh,

Harold?

He always tries to sneak a lick of vanilla ice cream from the wrappers.

You might just get one this time,

Boy.

We make our selections and quickly unwrap to enjoy before they melt in the warm sun.

A line of neighbors forms behind us,

So the ice cream truck driver rushes back into her truck and does what she does best,

Sell ice cream.

She can hardly keep up with the line,

So while Mr.

Honey Bee busily works on the engine,

We finish our ice cream sandwiches and hop in the back to help her hand out treats.

It's a particularly warm day today,

But it begins to feel even warmer as we start working as ice cream truck drivers ourselves.

We're running back and forth between the many freezers that line the walls of the truck and the window where the line of excited customers grows.

That's when we notice that some of the ice cream treats are somewhat soft and squishy.

Holding two ice cream cones in each of her hands,

Melody Bee cannot seem to get ahead of the drip frenzy.

Um,

Mrs.

Honey Bee,

I think the ice creams are melting,

Or my hands are made of fire.

One of those things.

Oh goodness,

It does look like they're melting.

Here,

Let's put them back in the freezer.

When we open the freezer,

We realize that it's just as warm in there as it is outside.

Not only is the ice cream truck engine broken,

But the freezers are too.

We alert the friendly ice cream truck driver,

Who quickly starts to worry.

Running around to hidden spots of the truck where she's stashed battery-powered fans and misters in case of emergencies just like this one,

Mr.

Honey Bee comes in from working on the engine to give even more regretful news.

It looks like your engine needs more repairs than I can manage.

You'll have to take it back to the ice cream truck yard for new parts,

Or maybe get a whole new truck.

Hoping against hope for the best,

The ice cream truck driver tries to start the truck once again,

But it refuses to start.

This ice cream truck has sung its last song and dished out its last scoop.

I can call a tow truck.

Will they get here in time,

My dear?

Look at all this ice cream.

It's melting.

I'm not sure.

It doesn't seem like we have time on our side.

Well,

If it helps,

I'm sure me and Harold could help eat all the ice cream.

Melody Bee,

We'll have to do more than just eat the ice cream.

We need to save it so everyone else has some to enjoy.

What are we going to do?

We'll figure it out.

We always do.

I'm sure of it,

But how?

We rush around the truck,

Trying to point the fans at the ice cream and keep the misters going,

And assume that Harold is just vocalizing how we all feel with his howls.

But then he howls again.

Are you okay,

Harold?

Do you need something?

I think he's calling for help.

Who are you calling for,

Boy?

I don't know who I think it is.

We peek our heads out the ice cream truck window to look over the heads of all our neighbors standing in line and see a troop of sled dogs running down from the mountains to answer Harold's call for help.

The sled dogs!

They're here!

Good boy,

Harold.

You got us just the help we need.

Since the broken down ice cream truck engine can't start,

The sled dogs hook themselves up to the front of the truck and treat it just like another sled.

They organize themselves like reindeers in front of a sleigh,

But the ice cream is the presence.

And we should have known,

But we are surprised when Harold,

The smallest but mightiest of all the pups,

Heads right to the front of the pack to lead like a very special reindeer would.

All he needs is a little red nose.

With the truck in neutral,

We are once again in action.

We sit in the front of the ice cream truck to help the driver navigate and keep the sled dogs mushing.

Take a slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Feel the coolness of the air coming in through your nose that gets colder the further up the mountain we travel.

Then,

Slowly,

Breathe all the way out through your mouth and send even more strength to the pack of sled dogs.

They make an excellent team,

Just like us,

And are combining their incredible strength to get us up to the top of the mountain where there's still plenty of snow.

Climbing the mountain seems to take us from one season to the next.

Down on the flatland,

We were enjoying a warm summer day,

But up here,

We are right back in winter.

It gets colder and colder as we get higher and higher in altitude.

In the blink of an eye,

The evergreen trees are not so green anymore.

They're white and drooping under the heavy,

Sparkling snow that reflects off the sunshine.

The higher we go,

We see the exact moment about halfway up the mountain where the snowpack melts and creates the Honey River.

As the river rushes down the mountain,

We are rushing up.

Hanging out of the door and window,

We reach out to grab handfuls of snow to line the freezers with.

Take another slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Feel the coolness of air coming in through your nose as you reach your hand out as far as you can to grab a cool,

Soft handful of snow.

Then slowly breathe all the way out through your mouth and pack the snow into the freezer around each of the ice cream cones like you're tucking them in for bed.

We each do this several times when we're not navigating the truck,

Rushing back and forth between the freezers and the window once again.

Once we are surrounded by snow,

The sled dogs instinctively stop and secure the truck to one of the tallest,

Strongest trees to make sure it doesn't roll right back down the mountain.

Harold takes the lead,

Wrapping ropes around the truck axle before running as fast as his four little paws can move over to the tree.

He runs around it three times,

Then Mr.

Honeybee ties it in a big knot.

The ice cream truck driver is so grateful for our help.

Now that all of her inventory is not in danger of melting,

She has time to take the truck apart and put it back together,

Which she's done many,

Many times because it's one of her favorite things to do.

And this is her favorite truck,

So she's determined to keep it running.

With the hood open and all of us standing over the engine,

She goes through it part by part,

Taking out what she can and passing it along our assembly line of hands and laying them in the soft snow to cool down.

The engine could have simply overheated.

It's a very warm day today.

Maybe this old truck just needs a little break.

See,

This is why it's important to take breaks.

We take breaks so our breaks don't break.

So we don't overheat our engines.

With all the engine parts strewn about the snow,

The ice cream truck driver finally identifies the issue.

She and Mr.

Honeybee talk shop under the hood as we all help put it back together again.

They both delight in explaining what each part of the engine does and how it all works together like one big puzzle.

Take another slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Feel the sensation of your engine,

Your heart beating once,

Twice,

Three times.

Then slowly breathe all the way out through your mouth and do the honors of placing the last part in the ice cream truck engine.

You close the hood and we all wipe our palms clean of the dust and soot.

All of the sled dogs are curled up napping in the snow until they are called on for their next emergency tow.

We sit back with them as the ice cream truck driver successfully starts the engine,

Unhooks the truck from the tree and makes her way back down the mountain.

But not before giving us all the ice cream we can hold.

This will taste even better when we're back in the warm sunshine.

Luckily,

We can stash it away until then since it's so chilly up here.

Suddenly,

We hear another distant howl calling the sled dogs to action.

We all hop on the sleds for a sled dog ride back down the mountain,

Enjoying our ice cream and the cool breeze before we get back down to the bottom where it's nice and warm.

Today was extra special because we got to experience two seasons in one day.

But more importantly,

We got to put our heads together,

Lend a hand and help out a friend.

The extra ice cream was a much appreciated bonus to an already wonderful day.

Always remember,

Mrs.

Honeybee believes in you.

You are special and you are loved.

I can't wait to see you again.

Reviews

Bro so good can you do a Lego one??? It would be so much fun to have a new adventure.!!!!!!!!!!'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'!!!!!!!!!

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AWSOME!! My favortite ice cream is oreo strawberry and strawbery short cake if you didnt alllready mention it what is your favorite ice cream?🍦🍨🧊❤️❤️❤️

Oh my gosh! Lovely, heartwarming story you’ve made! It brings me memories of when I had the bubblegum flavoured ice cream and my lips went blue! 🥲

I made a list of ice cream flavours with meanings for their flavour!!

Chocolate-Care
Strawberry-Love
Pistachio-Agency
Mint choc chip-Funny
Bubblegum-Cool
Salted Caramel-Excitment

I’ve got a question for you, what’s your favourite flavoured ice cream?