Terms of Endearment

If you notice in the side bar, I started a little poll about what name your kiddos call you. Go ahead and vote! I'm curious what the winner is!


Our kids haven't settle yet on whether I am "Mama" or "Mommy" or "Mom". I am referred to by all three. Is that weird?

We are weird when it comes to terms of endearment. Maddie especially... but then again, she's three years old. When she is bizarre, it's considered cute. When I am bizarre, it's just.. well... bizarre.

Maddie's strange nick names and outburst habit is attributed to her father. (It's so convenient to have another parent to blame stuff on. That's probably the whole reason God required two people to create children. ;) ) Back when Maddie a tiny tot, Seth's coming home each day was a huge event to her (still is). She would enthusiastically run to meet him at the back door. He started calling out "Hey Bubbalicious!" or "Hey Maddie-licious!!" which she thought was hilarious. Soon she started calling out whatever random nick names she could think of. I recorded the following when she was just over two years old:

Hey Turkey Toes!
Hey Candy Bar! (This one she still uses. Who knows why.)
Hey Meat Roll!
Hey Chicken Crocodile!

Notice that they all pertain to food?

It must be a family characteristic, and this one, I must accept credit for. My first term of endearment for Seth was Cheese Head, remember?

And I call Eden "Strawberry Shortcake". Yum. I love Strawberry Shortcake.

Now that I think of it, I also have a tendency to call people "fruit cakes". I really don't mean it as derogatory. My poor sisters in law receive this label from me most of all. I think my definition of "fruit cake" is "you are quirky and funny and I like you".... which is illogical since fruit cake is not something I like. But it is quirky and I guess a little funny... as funny as cakes be I suppose. I think I should just get it over with and invent my own language. One in which sister in laws are called Fruit Cakes and husbands are called Cheese Heads.

We've come a long way from "What do your children call you?" haven't we? Right about now you should be seriously concerned about yourself for reading my blog. But thanks for doing so despite my weirdness. Ya'll are peaches. ;)