Endearing names that we are sometimes called by loved ones or friends.
I actually nicknamed my first grand daughter without really meaning to. Somehow it stuck and she still will smile when one of us calls her ‘Bean’
She’s thirteen and out-growing us older folk fast. She will always be our little Jelly Bean, though, the first of the bunch. A sweet loving force.
The others all have their real name as part of their nickname. Somehow I like having endearing nicknames for these babies, I think they feel even more loved and special to me when I call them by their names (which we all use) which they absolutely all ARE, super loved, nick names or not.
My grandfather nicknamed me, his first grandchild, Andie. He was the only one who called me that. My parents tried to discourage it, but I secretly loved having a different name even if it was a boy name (according to my mom).
Peace Kit 