I know it's summer when I start craving popsicles. I never want them in the fall, winter or spring, but when it starts heating up, all of a sudden I can't get enough of them. I stocked my freezer with ice cream and popsicles today. I like all kinds. The real fruit ones are amazing. I also love the old fashioned ones. And I do enjoy the cheesy jokes printed on the sticks. (Ie. What did the girl melon say when the boy melon proposed? We're too young. We cantaloupe.)