"P" is for Popcorn

We had so many adventures while in West Texas with my parents.  There are too many to describe here in this simple blog.  One of the adventures occurred the night before we were to head back to our home; my parents brought out the popcorn machine.  I remember my dad popping popcorn so often when I was little - to take to work, for my grandpa when he came to visit, and on many other occasions.  The love of popcorn must be in Christian's blood.  From Great-Grandpa, to Papa, to Mommy, to Christian - the love of popcorn runs deep.