What did you serve your grandchildren for a snack today?
A few years ago, a friend told me how she came to be called, “Nana” as her Grandma name.
Her toddler grandchild pointed at her in the kitchen one day and said, clear as a bell, “Nana! Nana! Nana!”
She was thrilled.
Her grandchild had just picked out her Grandma name.
She told everybody and started using it with her grandchild.
A few weeks afterwards, though, she found out what had really happened.
There was a bunch of bananas behind her on that fateful morning and her grandchild was pointing at them and asking for a “nana.”
She didn’t care. She kept the name.
Joan Stommen has a different story to tell.
Her first grandchild started out calling her “Grams.”
She thought the name delightfully informal, compared to the formal names, Grandma and Grandpa, her own parents and grandparents had adopted.
But, then one day, her two granddaughters, feeling silly, as only grandchildren can, started teasing her with the name “Gramcracker.”
It is lost to history whether they had had graham crackers that day.
But, grandchildren and Gramcracker were so struck by the new name that, by the end of the day, it stuck.
Several years later, when she was looking for a name for her new grandmother blog, those same silly grandchildren, older now, suggested “Gramcracker Crumbs.”
Her oldest grandchild even designed the logo.
You can read it here, at gramcrackercrumbs.com and check out her photo with four generations of women in her family.
How did you get your Grandma name?
Who picked it for you?
Is it the same as your mother’s?
To you and the affection of a name your grandchildren know you by.
Carol Covin, Granny-Guru