Yesterday we were praying at breakfast and I asked Jackson what he was thankful for."For my Daddy".
I teared up a little and continued praying. Then Jackson interrupted me and said, "And for Pop and Connie and Grandma Joey and Papa Eggs and Becca and..."
Papa Eggs?
We visit my parents about twice a month and my dad loves to cook us breakfast. Jackson knows that Papa will cook him eggs when we arrive and so he has named my dad Papa Eggs. I like it. : ) At least there will be no more Papa/Pop confusion.
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I love this nickname! It is too cute :o)
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