Born yesterday

         My across-the-street neighbor and I have been sharing first grandchild anticipations. She gave me a baby book for my birthday – to start the grandparent library. One common topic of conversation we encounter is “what will you be called?”
     Hard to say! My mother was “Bimma.” My grandmothers were “Grandma,” pronounced “Gramma,” and “Momo.” Jonathan’s mom is “Nana,” and she’s still around, so I definitely won’t take that one. Gran? Gram? Granma? Mimi? Hard to say. Maybe our little girlie will come up with her own idea.
            I got the news this morning that my neighbor’s grandson just arrived. That means this is the only day of his life when no one can say, “Of course he knows that. He wasn’t born yesterday.”
             
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 38: 122 words, TOTAL =5623; 54,377 remaining

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