Saturday, August 20, 2011
In 1960, I had the first grandchild in both families, a girl. Two years later, I had number two, another girl. A year later, my husband's oldest sister had the first boy. Very cherished, and indulged, (anything he did was wonderful). My girls called the older auntie "Sanny". The younger, Carolyn, objected to my girls calling her "Curder". One day while shopping, she heard her sister's little boy call from a distance in a very loud voice, "Caca, Caca"!! She no longer objected to Curder!!