(check out the green phone cord, and what the heck was I eating? chocolate cake? haha!)
Funny how little pet names we give our kids can stick around. Brady will always be my "bug" or "bunch" like he has been for almost 17 years, and Bo, my "buddy." My Grandma Wilma (did you know I have the Flintstone grandmas? Wilma and Betty. No kidding.) has called me "skeeterbug" ever since I can remember; even though I'm 40 something, she still does, and I wouldn't change it for the world. Just out of the blue a few days ago, Katie became got called my "skeeterbug."
Happy Mother's Day...Grandma Wilma....I love you!