Some fourteen years ago, when older daughter Amy announced that she was pregnant with our first grandchild, I was both ecstatic and a tad nervously hesitant. A grandfather?! Seriously?! At this stage in my life? Am I even old enough to be a grandfather … officially?!
The old blog post below explains (in excruciating detail) how I ended up being called “Abu” (Abuelo = Grandfather) by that first grandchild Daniel—and all the other ones who came later.
Younger daughter Emily is a whiz at making custom t-shirts, so she recently created these two for Robert and me. Grandson Daniel came up with the idea of calling Robert “Rbu” to go along with my “Abu,” making us a weirdly matching set.
The old Abu post …
And here are a few early pics of Daniel and me …
And Daniel today …
Yes, my favorite word is “Abu.”
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I did. It’s terrific.
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Thank you! 😁
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I think that matching set is just perfect! And take a look at that handsome grandson today! Joy for sure 😊
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Thanks so much. Yes, grandfathering is wonderful.
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Those are pretty cool shirts.
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Ha. Thanks so much!
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very cute t-shirts!
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Thanks, Rebecca.
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Loved the joy in both your faces too!
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What a sweet comment.
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🙂
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What a pair… of shirts! I love my Big Bird shirt!
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