My dad has always told me that I have a memory like a steel trap. It’s true. I can recall, verbatim, conversations I had with people years ago. I can tell you where we were, what you were wearing, what you were eating, etc. It’s weird, but it does come in handy in certain situations – like when my sister can’t think of the name of a certain actor/singer/entertainer/movie/TV show or when Patrick and his ex can’t remember who had Duncan last Easter and who will get to have him this year. But lately, I’ve noticed that my memory isn’t quite what it used to be. Is it the sleep disruptions of the past year? Perhaps. The challenges of working full-time and parenting? Probably. The fact that I’m about to officially enter my “late-30’s” in a matter of a few short months? Let’s hope not.

Over the past 13 months, Patrick and I have given Griffin a ton of different nicknames. Some have stuck and others have been silly names that last for a day or two. I’ve noticed that as he’s gotten older, we don’t use those “baby” names any longer, and while I’m OK (I think) with the fact that he’s no longer a baby, I don’t ever want to forget those times with him. So while this might seem silly to anyone who reads this blog, this is just a way for me to keep a list of those silly (and some very endearing) names we had/have for Griffin. As a side note, this blog started as a way for me to replace my handwritten journaling, so this is one of those times when I’m not trying to entertain anyone with my personal life…

Little Baby Griffin – my personal favorite and the original – I even went as far as making up my own song and singing it to the tune of “Little Bunny FooFoo” in the middle of the night.

G/ The G – we still use this now (used to annoy me, but now that he’s older, I’m OK with it)

Snugglebug – if I even try to explain the day I came up with this, I’ll cry. Let’s just say, I had one week left of maternity leave and Griffin slept on my chest for 3 hours while I sobbed.

Fussybutt – self-explanatory and still used to this day

The Delaney Boy – a play on his middle name

My curly-headed boy – just see the pictures below and you’ll understand.

DLB (aka Dad’s Littlest Buddy) – I didn’t know about this one until a couple of weeks ago…and I love it.

Bubeleh – Yiddish; an endearing term for someone you love (I know, we’re not Jewish, but who cares).

Baby Doll/Doll Baby – don’t ask, I can’t explain.

Bugaboo

{______} McGee – fill in the blank with anything such as Sneezy, Fussy, Silly, Stinky, etc.

Mister Man – again, don’t ask.

Monkey – he loves bananas and climbs EVERYTHING.

I know there are others, but I can’t think of them right now. I’ll probably have to come back and add to the list as they come to me. So I’m sure this post is incredibly annoying to most people, but if I wrote this on a piece of paper, I’d probably lose it. Maybe there’s a place I can put it in his baby book, but for now this will have to do.

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