What Do You Call Your Grandma???

My grandmother (my mom's mother) is loving referred to as "Mother" by almost all her grandchildren (only my cousin Will calls her Grandma) and now Presley and Dotty call her Mother (sometimes it sounds like Mudder) too.

Memaw and Mother went to school yesterday to pick up Dotty and Presley. Mom said the look on the teachers' faces were priceless when they heard Dot and Pres calling out "Mohter" to a lady with white hair.

Jake and I had that problem too growing up. Mother would take us all over town and we would constantly be calling out "Mother" and getting strange looks from those standing within earshot.

Children have always come up with unique and often strange names for grandparents. I know of a few...

Tony's grandpa is called Gang.
The McGhee girls had a grandfather named Honey...he was also called that by his children and some people around town.
Presley calls her other grandparents Pretty and Poppee.
I know a pair of ladies...one was called Gommer...the other Gammer.
I have also heard of a grandfather called Diddle Dee.

I personally love that Dotty calls her great-grandmother "Mother". I would not have it any other way...and neither would Mother.

Watch Out...

Last night when Tony came to pick up Dotty I was telling her goodbye...giving her hugs and kisses and all that.

Before I walked away Dotty bent down (Tony was holding her) and whispered to me...

"Momma...watch out for the Itsy Bitsy Spider"

I just smiled and laughed a little and told her I sure would.

I thought to myself...kids say the funniest things. Then I mentioned it to my mom who told me that earlier in the day Dotty and Presley had been doing a puppet show about the Itsy Bitsy Spider...and I have no doubts with those two around everyone better watch out!

Go figure...

At Dotty's school today some other classes (not Dotty's class) were allowed to dress up so they could go sing "pumpkin" songs at the nearby fire station. Of course when Dotty saw the other kids in their costumes (none of them her classmates) she demanded to get to wear hers.

When I told her she was supposed to wear hers yesterday she said she didn't get to.

I then reminded her that it wasn't that she "didn't get to" wear it. It was that she "didn't want to" wear it.

Big difference.

But not to a 3 year old.

Whining followed...

Today at Dotty's school her class is going to go to the Senior Citizen's Zone and sing "pumpkin" songs. The kids were allowed to wear their Halloween costumes to school today.

I thought Dotty would be super excited...I was wrong (that has happened a lot since Dotty was born). Instead Dotty put on a cotton shirt dress over her leggings, had on tinkerbell socks, and brown shoes and announced to everyone that she was wearing her costume...she was "Dotty".

I took her costume to school in a bag in case she changed her mind and decided she wanted to wear it.

I know if I had forgotten today was "costume day" Dotty would have had a meltdown but since SHE decided she was going to go as "Dotty" then it was okay.

Although in hindsight she did ask me last night what I was going to be for Halloween and I told her I was going to be a Mommy that worked at the Pecan Shed....hmmm...I might understand things more now...

The Princess and Her Proud Momma

Crowning the Princess

Princesses, Fairies, Policemen, and Firefighters

Dotty's school had the annual Fall Festival tonight. Dotty went as Sleeping Beauty...and let me tell you...she was a beauty!

I took her to the Pecan Shed after school. We only had an hour and I knew I would need help to turn my preschooler into a princess. Thanks to Crystal and a hot curling iron, Becky and her ability to distract, and all the other ladies actually making sure the Pecan Shed stayed open and helped customers...Dotty didn't even need a fairy godmother...she had better!

Dotty was the prettiest I have ever seen her. She is always beautiful but tonight she was really gorgeous.

She went into the school and curtsied to all the other princesses. It was adorable. Then she waved "royally" to all the people in the crowd that gathered outside.

Dotty had a quite a turnout. She had lots of people there just for her and plenty that were there for her as well.

The parade was a big success and Dotty had a blast in the park afterward. She had no time to eat...she was too busy playing with all her friends...but mainly Presley and Memaw.

When the time came...Dotty headed home with her daddy...tired, dirty, happy, and still waving...a princess's job is never done.