come and get it

That's what my grandma would yell when she made my favorite dessert... Blue Bell vanilla ice cream drizzled with just the right amount of chocolate syrup & then stirred all together. Pee Wee (from Pee Wee's Playhouse) used to call it chocolate soup. As a little girl I would often spend Saturday nights at my grandparents' house and she would make my ice cream. At my request she would stand in the kitchen with my bowl & yell, "Come and get it!" Then I would come running from the other side of the house at full speed to get my treat. I have no idea where I got that from, but it was our special ritual.

Grandma Ina passed away suddenly in her sleep last week. I have debated about rather I should blog about it or not, but finally decided that it would be a good outlet for me. Its really hard losing a grandparent. I will always remember her playful smile, quiet demeanor, and how she would let me rummage around in her dresser and closet. As my uncle put it, "She is in her new house now."