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| Happy new punkin |
| 01.02.04 (8:58 am) [edit] |
What sometimes cracks me up about being a mom is the names I end up calling my kids. When my first son was born, I started calling him "Bindle" in the hospital. He was all swaddled and sleepy, and just looked like a Bindle to me.Then when he was big enough for the Baby Bjorn, I would wear him around our place while I did all sorts of stuff. I started calling him Roo. One of his first sounds was the "ooh" sound, and when we'd be driving somewhere, if he was happy, I'd hear him making his little Roo noises from the back. Roo transmogrified into a whole plethora of things... Baby Roo, Roodle, Roodle Poodle, Schmoodle, etc. That made its way to Schmoopy. Sometimes my husband will say that he's Schmooptacular. Somehow my mom started calling him Smushy Face. I don't know why, but that one stuck too. Now, my youngest son is 16 months old. When he was born, it took a while to give him his nicknames. He wasn't a Bindle, for some reason. I don't know which came first, but my DH would call him "ItsABaby," and I called him "TeenyTiny." Odd, since Danny was born bigger than Jake had been (but seemed to grow at a slightly slower pace). I still call Danny TeenyTiny, and also Baby Angel. And DannyMan, and Danimal. (And sometimes, Daniel the Destroyer.) I'm waiting to see what other names develop. |
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