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proud grandparents

This is one of my favorite pictures of my parents who are now (as of last Tuesday) grandparents!!!

The first (and only) time I went to Africa, my mom went with me.  About half way through the trip we got the ick.  In what seems to be a trend with me and traveling in underdeveloped countries . . . we found ourselves sick as could be and in a hotel room in Bulawayo, Zimbabwe . . . in 2001.  Not exactly the best time to be in Zimbabwe. So here we were: puking sick, in a foreign country that was violently politically unstable, and for all intents and purposes, fairly miserable.  To make ourselves feel better we started dreaming up all the things my kids would call her. At the time we settled on superstar. We thought it was hilarious. A glimmer of laughter in what seemed to be an impossible situation.

Superstar seemed fitting seeing as mom had just finished a 6-year stint as the drummer in my brother’s rock band.  However, now that the time is actually here, superstar doesn’t seem to have the same effect it did in that hotel room so many years ago.  For a while she wanted to be called Emama, the Ethiopian word for grandmother.  That one didn’t stick either.  What I think we’ve settled on is Nilla, which I think is precious.  So now we’re working on my dad.  For some reason all the names we’ve come up with are not fitting the bill.

So that’s where you come in.

Nilla & ______________.


What do you call your grandparents? Also, for those of you that know my dad, I’d especially appreciate your input.