The hubster has been "Cosmo" since we met way back in 1982. He's "Coach" during the lacrosse season or when I refer to him as it relates to lacrosse (which is about 99.9% of the time). He's "Champ" when he wins state championships (3x!) or when I'm incredibly proud of him (also approximately 99.9% of the time).
Daughter #1 has been "T" or "Tbone" since she was a (T)oddler. There was a time when she referred to herself as "TT" (it was just the 3 of us back then and she would point to me, then Cosmo and then herself and say "Mamma, Dadda, TT." It was kind of like our own little triumvirate.). Then we moved down south. We discovered people down here used the phrase "tee-tee" alot so we quickly put the kabosh on that and tried to discourage it. Folks just didn't understand when we called her "TT" and thought we were being crass and referring to the bathroom.
Then, Daughter #2 came along. Aforementioned Daughter #1 wanted to call her "Julia" from the very moment we sat her down and told her I was pregnant. Seriously. I was a minute or two pregnant and she said, "It's a sister and I'm going to call her Julia." We had no idea if it was a boy or a girl and we have NO idea where she got the name Julia (nor was I crazy about the it). But, we thought it would be sweet if the older sibling helped name her little sister. So we compromised and voila! "KJ!"
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