Here is a great story. Nice to know I will be in good company this spring! 🙂
Before I knew my daughter was pregnant with my first grandchild, I picked out my Grandmother name.
It was: Gramma Nettie
Getting it to stick, now, two years afterwards — well we shall see. Grandson #1 is beginning to talk, but really doesn’t address me as anything. I think I scare him. I can tell because of his body language when I approach him — wide eyes, stiff body, loud crying. His FLACC score is about a 6/10.
His Grandfather, now that is a different story. When those two boys see each other, they both throw their arms in the air and yell to each other, give each other huge hugs. Then they go play cars. Because Grampa also shares a fascination with cars that go zoom, I am trying to get Number One to call him ZOOMpa. I think it is kinda cute, don’t you? I think it might…
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