I’m going to be a ‘G-Daddy’

October 2004

I recently sent this email to the newest members of our family:

      Hey Little One,

      Your mom and dad just told us the good news! You’ve arrived, but we’ll need to wait about eight more months for your grand entrance. We can’t wait!

      Here’s how God describes what’s happening inside your mom’s body.

          For you created my inmost being;
          you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
          I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
          your works are wonderful,
          I know that full well.

          My frame was not hidden from you
          when I was made in the secret place.
          When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
          your eyes saw my unformed body.
          All the days ordained for me
          were written in your book
          before one of them came to be (Psalm 139:13-16).

      What a miracle you are! You’re the result of two wonderful people’s love each other. You’re being carefully, loving, miraculously “woven together” into a unique tapestry of your mom and dad’s good looks, unique talents and abilities with a future that God Himself has planned for you.

      And here’s the part that amazes and humbles me: you’re also one one-fourth of me and one-fourth of your grandmother. That’s scary! Hopefully God is using just the good, but I am so awe-struck to be a part of what you are and will become.

      We’ll talk more, but we just wanted to introduce ourselves as your grandfather and grandmother (your mom’s parents), and tell you how joyful we are that you’re in the process of being “fearfully and wonderfully made.” And most of all to let you know that you are loved and in our thoughts and prayers.

      Love and prayers

      Grandpa and Grandma,

Yep, our daughter and daughter-in-love are both due in April!

We’re of course thrilled, but I’m not sure I want to be called “grandpa.” When I was a kid, grandpas were really old people who smelled funny! So, I’m brainstorming some alternative names. (Besides, I’m not sure I want to be married to a “grandma”!)

How ’bout Super Dad? Nah. What do you think of Alpha Dad? Yah, I know, a little too canine. Webster’s Thesaurus lists as a synonym for grandfather grandsire, but that sounds too much like a racehorse just one hoof from the glue factory.

Grandman sounds too Jamaican, man. And G-Daddy may be just a bit to “hip hop” for this grandpop!

My friend and very funny columnist Rhonda Rhea emailed me that her sister didn’t like being Granny, so she wanted to go with the trend of Mimi. For some reason Rhonda’s brother-in-law wasn’t thrilled being Peepee. They settled on Mimi and Poppy.

I’m not sure what we’ll finally all agree upon to call Lois and me.

But for right now, just call me elated!

Copyright © 2004 James N. Watkins

May 2011

I am now “Papaw” to two girls and “Grandpa” to two boys and a girl—and I love it!

If you enjoyed this post, please share it on your social networks. Thanks!