My favorite memory(of the many that I have) would definitely be of the time we had gotten back from the Dallas Zoo and Aquarium. I was busy playing with my little animals on the red and detailed hearthrug, next to Grandma's beautiful nesting dolls that I loved, and Grandpa and Dad were sitting and watching a baseball game on TV. "Your girl is a smart one,"Grandpa told Dad. Dad smiled and said,"Don't we know it." It was delightful to be praised by him, but all thoughts about compliments were rushed from my mind due to Grandma and Mom calling,"Dinner's on!" The house (and especially the kitchen) had been smelling of so many different aromas that we couldn't just sit there while Mom and Grandma tucked into below par vittles(not that there was any worry, we just had to make sure). After that meal, Grandpa introduced me to the awesomeness that is Blue Bell ice cream.