Willard called me at 5:24 a.m. yesterday morning. I was downstairs with the baby and he was in bed. When I saw his number pop up on the screen, I had a little moment of panic that something might be wrong. What I wasn’t prepared for is this –
WILLARD: Hey, I thought of our grandparent names.
ME: (silence…because first of all, we aren’t expecting to become grandparents for at least 10 years…and also because that’s such a random statement to come from him of all people)
WILLARD: Did you hear me?
ME: Yes, I heard you. I’ve already picked my grandma name.
WILLARD: I got better ones. Grumpy and Gripey. I’ll be Grumpy and you be Gripey.
Wow. Grumpy and Gripey. I really want to be offended and hate it, but I have to admit… those are pretty spot on. What do you think??
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