Every parent has nicknames, pet names, goofy names, for their child. I was no exception.
I was KatyBug.
Sis.
Variations on my whole name.
My middle name.
A whole host of names.
My children have the same circumstance.
For reasons even I can't remember, there was a time when we called The Big One "Ski Boat."
The Short One answers to Slobodan Milosevic. (Isn't that TERRIBLE?!?)
If I give you a nickname, I appreciate and respect you.
If I give you a nickname that makes no sense, we've evolved in our friendship to a point of comfort, ease and familial respect.
If I give you a nickname you don't like, hang in there, it'll change by next week.
And if you give ME one?? I'll hug your neck.
Tomorrow, I'm "Birthday Girl!"
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