Wednesday, March 5, 2014
When we drove to Texas we would usually drive until we got there. It was an 18 hour drive. I always slept a lot because my mom told me that it would make the trip go faster (or maybe because of the dramomine she gave me).
The excitement would build as we drove down their street. You could almost cut the enthusiasm with a knife. As soon as we pulled into the drive, my brother, sister and I would burst from the van to be the first to knock on the door. Sometimes we tried to trick our grandparents by pretending to sell something, thinking that they surely wouldn't recognize us after a whole year! :) They always played along, followed by exclamations over how much we had grown.
We had many traditions in Texas, but my very favorite one was C-A-N-D-Y newspaper. My grandpa LOVED sugar more than anything and he would spell out the word candy, pretending that we were tricking my grandma. The funny thing is that when I was really little, I really thought we were pulling one over on grandma! Grandpa would tell us to hurry to the car before grandma figured out what we were really doing! Squeals of delight would follow us out to the car. My grandpa would drive up to the corner store, buy a paper (our cover) and let us pick out our favorite candy.
It doesn't sound like a lot, but getting our super secret candy with grandpa was such a treat for my siblings and me. I am glad that I didn't know grandma knew until later. The thrill of time with grandpa and tricking grandma was just so much fun.