"It's a Chevy!"

Dexter recognizes the music of the ice cream truck that drives s l o w l y through the neighborhood all summer.  Each time he hears the music, he runs to the window to look for the truck.  Tonight, upon hearing the music, he ran to the window and exclaimed, "It's the ice cream truck!" followed a few seconds later by, "It's a Chevy!"  Daddy checked (it would be useless for me to check) and, sure enough, Dexy was correct. "I saw the symbol," Dexter explained. More than Mommy could do.