Before my first grandson was born, we talked about what our grandchildren would call us. I insisted that I didn't want to be given any pet names. I just wanted us to go by grandma and grandpa. And then one day, my grandson came up to me and called me Mema. It was as clear as a bell. He kept saying it over and over again. I asked my daughter if she was calling me Mema at home and she promised that she wasn't. A few days later, my grandson called my husband Pepa.
I felt good about knowing that my grandson came up with these names all by himself so my hubby and I wear the name Mema and Pepa proudly!
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