My first little granddaughter called me “Umma” when she was learning to talk.
I loved being called Umma, but I knew it would not last.
She caught very quickly onto “Grandma,” and the rest is history. Since then, all of my grandchildren have called me Grandma.
Except Benjamin, Audrey’s littlest guy.
He calls me Mama.
Now, it is true […]

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You’ve heard of swimming with sharks. Or Dolphins. And, of course, swimming with the fishes…
But swimming with the grandchildren? Ah, that’s the paddle for my canoe!
Today I joined Alexander during his swimming lesson at our local YMCA. Usually his Dad is the designated swimmer, and my husband is the stand-in… but […]

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When my kids were young, my mother-in-law had a special cabinet in her home.
This cabinet was to the right of her oven, filled to the brim with every conceivable unbreakable child-mesmerizing item, and just big enough for a small child to climb into when empty.
But to eventually climb in… the contents had to be removed, […]

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