Don’t Call Me Grandma

I’m a grandmother.  Three of my grandchildren call me Uma.  The fourth one calls me Mammy.  Call me anything but Grandma.  I think that is because my grandmother, the one I knew, was old.  Times were different.  Most grandparents were older than they are now, when I was a kid.  Even the styles were older. Continue reading “Don’t Call Me Grandma”