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Say My Name, Say My Name

Last weekend, while passing dat sweet baby between the four of us, we were kidding around and wondering what I’d be called by Sweet E.  Mrs. Tucker seems so, so, so formal.  And silly.

I threw out a few more suggestions to eye-rolls and vigorous head shakes.

Somehow, the conversation got steered to what Niece #2 used to call Cheetos when she was little: Choochees

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I saw the immediate gleam in Boy’s eyes.  We do love a funny.  I said NO!  before it was uttered, but I fear it may have stuck, because it delighted everyone in the room.  Boy started calling me Choochee.  So did Husband, although he had one unfortunate slip when he referred to me as “coochie.”

Oh, my.

Choochee caught on.  Now, when Boy and Husband refer to me, when talking to Sweet E, it’s Choochee this and Choochee that. (choo as in a train’s choo-choo, and chee as in Cheeto).


Mmmm, Cheetos.

I will admit, a little, that it’s growing on me, because #1) it’s fun to say and #2) it makes all of us smile/laugh with its silliness.  Although, I went on record as saying “Grandma” would be easier for Sweet E to pronounce and there would be no lifelong questions from everyone of, “What the hell’s a ‘choochee’?”

Mmmm, Cheetos.

I have yet to break it to Niece #2 or her family (oh, HAI, family!) that we bogarted her adorable pronunciation of Cheetos as my grandmama name.  Mainly, I’m hoping this is just a fun-time pit stop in the journey to find a name that sticks. A name with dignity. A name that will resonate through all of eternity as the fountain of wisdom and grace and refinement.

Who am I kidding?  There’s a reason “Choochee” resonates with those around me; it’s the antithesis of grace and refinement (I’m keeping the wisdom, thank you very much) and packed with laughter.

I guess it’s better than being named after something less delicious…less cheesey…and less finger-licking fun.

Yep, I’m gonna go with that.  Just smile and nod.  Whatever you do, don’t pop my silly orange-crusted bubble.


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Thursday 5th of September 2013

Thanks for sharing your life with us.... your friend, Linda

Mrs. Tucker

Thursday 5th of September 2013

You're welcome!

Manda Wolf

Thursday 29th of August 2013

Kids say the darnest thing. I sometimes refer to my mom as Mutti. We lived in Germany when I was younger and that is the German word for mom. Whenever I do this in public there is usually someone who miss understands and things I am referring to her as “moody” lol.

Mrs. Tucker

Thursday 29th of August 2013

Ha! My mother is German, so I immediately recognized the name. I have no idea what my little whippersnapper will end up calling me, all I care about is that he does call me!


Wednesday 28th of August 2013

Hate to break it to you... Toochies! not but hey if the name fits..haha

Mrs. Tucker

Wednesday 28th of August 2013

Oh, man. I can't believe you corrected this...I see a new name.


Wednesday 28th of August 2013

Just wait....Sweet E will pronouce it as Husband did and the things will get interesting, esp in public.

Mrs. Tucker

Wednesday 28th of August 2013

I'd rather be a delicious cheese flavored snack!