I got my first bomb pop (though not the traditional red, white, and blue) and still have not mastered the art of eating a popsicle on a stick. Thank heavens mom had my smock on me, she could dump out the melted popsicle from my pockets by the time we were done.
I've gotten better at eating popsicles since these pictures. However, I think I'm cheating a bit, my favorites are icee pops. The treat from mom's younger days that's just frozen juice in a plastic sleeve. The plastic helps keep it all in. I thought choosing those at the grocery store was pretty clever.
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