Thursday, August 25, 2011

Duking It Out

A few months ago, I told you about Primrose Jim. I was sure this would catch on and everyone would call him that this summer, but it just didn't stick.  I guess we really are not nickname people.

Yesterday, I was reading about how baby boomers who are now grandparents are not using the typical grandparent nomenclature with their grandkids.  The article went on to say that grandma and nana are out for the ladies and papa and gramps are out for the men.  I guess they are afraid that one utterance of nana makes the hair instantly white and they will age like 50 more years.

They say women are asking to be called things like:


And that men are asking to be called things like:


Wait, did someone just say DUKE?


Oh you know that's going somewhere.

My friends, I have found my auntly calling.  I will see to it that this child calls her grandfather Duke, if it's the last thing I do.  My sister a-ster seemed to think Duke or Captain are OK.  I don't know, something about Captain just isn't right.

There will be no end to my coaxing of her to address him as none other than Duke.

Forget Primrose Jim, he's on the next ship off the island.

Duke just arrived and he's here to stay.


  1. Haha, "Duke" is great! I had a friend try to have his granddaughters call him 'pop-pop'. She couldn't say it though, so now he is forever "popeye"!! :D


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