I Really Like It!

Guess what we're having in November? Yes, turkey and stuffing. Besides that.

What we're having this November is a whole lot better than turkey and stuffing! A whole lotta lot better! So much more better than all the turkeys and stuffing in the whole wide world!

Our first grandchild!

Our daughter and son-in-law are expecting their first child in late fall and we're all very excited!

Since we heard the news, one of the things we've been talking a lot about is what Mark and I want to be called as grandparents. Mark's was a little tough. He couldn't decide what he wanted to be called so we googled grandpa names and came up with a list for him to choose one.

The choices included:
and Slick.
So help me, Slick.

He even considered going by what Donald Trump's grandchildren apparently call him, "Mr. Trump". I don't think Mark looks like a "Mr. Trump". After a few days pondering the list, he finally decided on the traditional "Papa" which really suits him.

When it came to my name however, there was no need for a internet search or list making. I've known what I've wanted to be called by my grandchildren for a long time. But there's a teeny tiny wrinkle with my name choice, the expectant mother doesn't like it. And when I say "doesn't like it" I mean she can't stand it. A lotta lot. So much so that there is head-shaking and eye-rolling when I mention it.

The name has kinda become like Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort around here,
Or in my case,
"Don't-call-yourself-'that name'-in-the-presence-of-the-expectant-mother".

But I have a few more months to weasel work the name into her vocabulary. And maybe, just maybe she'll grow to like it.

So for now, this is Bubbie signing off!

1 comment:

Creations By Cindy said...

Oh Deb, there is nothing any sweeter than a grandbaby! I am telling you sister girl that sugar just drips off of them they are so sweet! Congratulations to you and your sweet family. I like the name Bubbie! I can totally see you being called that! Love it! Hugs and blessings, Cindy

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