Speaking of grandparenthood...I love how they always decide what the kids will them, and then the kids reeducate them.
MiniSue has a friend whose dad—a neurosurgeon named Jim—was asked what he wanted the “enroute” grandchild to call him. His answer was, “Roy.” We still don’t know why.
Meanwhile, MiniSue’s (if-she-would-just-marry-her-boyfriend-but-won’t-cuz-she-ain’t-stupid*) almost stepdaughter, just turned 9,and named me Queen Susie about five years ago. When we are asked if I’m a grandmother (or more likely great grandmother), she says that we are “just friends.” But she was being picked up at school the other day by MrSue, who is well beyond old enough to be her grandfather. (She named him Pirate Alex. His name is not Alex.) Teacher asked her if this was her grandfather. She said, “No. He’s my old guy.”
So, pick out your Grandma name, but be ready to abandon it...lol.
*There’s a double whammy here.
1–if they were to wed and then later divorce, she’d be hit right in her very good defined benefit retirement program. He has no such plan that she could hit to even the score. So she’d be screwed.
2–when his kid fills out the FAFSA college financial aid application, believe it or not, the step-parent’s income is figured in as one of the student’s sources of financial support...even if the student has two parents who support her and the step-parents have their own kids that THEY support. So he’d be screwed.
