Fred

To my one and only – Fred,

When this blog publishes you should be back from training safe and sound.  Let me say again how proud I am of you – I’ll say it by embarrassing you again.

This photo was taken years ago – this was us getting ready for DAYCARE !  She had to have her hair HOT ROLLED because she was dressed up.  NO – it was not picture day,  I’m laughing just remembering this particular morning.   She has been 

a true girl from the moment she was born and I nicknamed her Fred because she had 2 speeds – on and off.  She would not go to bed so each night it was the same

“Go to bed, Fred”

The  “Fred” stuck,  funny that she is so feminine and I call her Fred.  Sometimes I still sign her Christmas gifts to Fred just for kicks.    My little Fred, all grown up, married and has a career.  By the way, I have been asking her about what clothes match and what to  wear since she was 4.  Too funny.

For a side note – years later when my  son was old enough to get into everything he needed a nickname too.  I decided to keep the “opposite” theme going and would holler at him no matter what he was doing …

“Get of the table, Mabel”

(We are all thankful that “Mabel” didn’t stick).