I didn’t even really think about what my grandson was going to call me…I just assumed Grandma…that’s what I called mine and that is what my girls called theirs.  Brenda aka Granny brought it up when Jenny was pregnant.  She said she really wanted to be called Granny because of the previous Grannys in her family.    I still just figured Grandma although I thought about Nana..I think Nana is sweet and it is so close to Nina that I thought that might work.  My nephew Sean was able to say Nina very early on and it always made me smile.  Jax has decided on Nina, apparently.

We spent a good bit of time outside today…he loves standing and stomping and exploring from the wood bridge over the spillway for our little pond.  We also visited the cherry trees:

and I decided to show him how to blow dandelion seeds into the air…he hasn’t perfected blowing straight out so out of frustration he would throw it over the bridge and have Nina pick another one.

and, of course, the strange cat picture of the day…..

Life is good.

Until next time….