February 7, 2009 @ 5:57 pm | Filed under: Family,It's funny!,Pure Sunshine
Kendall and her Pops
Before Carter was born, Mike and I had several fun conversations as we “tried on” all the various names for grandparents.
We ultimately tossed most all of them out on their ear, since at least one of us (sorry, honey!) was way too young to be called grand anything yet…
We would find out soon enough that those two kids could very well call us anything and we’d answer.
Yep – grandkids really do have just that kind of power over you.
We finally decided on “Pops” and “Nana” since these seemed to best define, both, the traditional and the fun side of how we saw our cute little grandparenting selves. From the first time that Carter first uttered “Pots,” (the precursor to Pops) these names have been indelibly engraved on our hearts since.
It’s no doubt that Carter and Kendall have very firmly established our roles as Pops and Nana. I promise, you’ve never seen a big strapping man like my husband melt like hot butter the way he does when one of the grandkids says, “Pops, will you…”
So imagine his joy when Amy informed him a few days ago that Paul had an important meeting and would be unable to attend Donuts for Dads at Kendall’s school, and would he like to go instead…?
Would he? Are you kidding me?
And imagine my laughter when he returned home a few hours later and was telling me all about his time at the school. Kendall had marched him right up to her teacher and in her very best, big-girl way she has about her right now, she’d introduced him.
“This,” she indicated Mike, “is my grandfather.”
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