for grandma and grandpa

i have such great memories of being a kid. and i always say that i wish i had known clint as a kid. i think we would have been great friends...and...i think that it would have saved me lots and lots of heartache. but i guess the things that don't kill us only make us stronger, right? that's a whole different subject.

anyway, last night we were sitting here talking about what we wanted for dinner. we wanted to cook something and watch a movie. for some reason, clint was reminded of these multicolored crackers that grandpa used to make when he was a kid. he said that they were really thin crackers, and you put them in a pot of oil, and they'd blow up. grandpa would buy them at the asian grocery store.

we decided to go to the asian grocer in little rock to see if we could find these crackers.

to be completely honest, i wasn't sure i would make it in the grocery store. i could smell the fishy smell about ten feet from the door. and anyone who has ever had the "pregnant nose" knows what i'm talking about. everything is stronger...good things and bad things. i can't do fishy stuff. i can't eat canned tuna for that very reason. my mother would take me to daycare about once a month...just so she could do things around town...and i would be force fed tuna fish. i really would. i would know that we were headed to daycare and i'd starting throwing up all over the car. tuna fish and vegetable soup. two things i don't like to this day because of that daycare.

anyway, we get in and somehow we find the crackers. they are actually shrimp crackers. and they're see through...and wafer thin. like, think pieces of plastic. that's what they look like. pre-cooked.

clint ended up frying several of them. he ate all of them. he was so cute eating them. so excited. told me that he remembered grandpa and grandma letting him make them. i loved it. and i realized that in only a few short years...we'll get to make those memories too. how much fun!