Paper popsicles. They’re popping up everywhere lately and I’m completely loving them. Do you remember being a kid and running around on hot summer days slurping on popsicles? I do. I was usually barefoot with long tangled hair and skinned knees. Because that’s how I rolled. (For the record, that’s pretty much how I still roll.) Whether styled as impossibly adorable party invitations, crafted into a kid-friendly game of memory, or rockin’ out as pretty wall art, popsicles are where it’s at for me today. A day where it’s supposed to be nearly 90 here in Syracuse and where you may or may not find me chasing an ice cream truck later this afternoon.