Braum's Night!

Every once in awhile my dad would come through the family room and say, "Load up! It's Braums' night!"  Jack and I would run to the car and hop in.  He never left without us, but he said he would if we didn't hurry.  We'd go to Braums' and get some ice cream and eat it on the way home.  My mom still tries to do that at the end of the month (that's when she gets paid).  I imagine my daddy is there with us.