So now we are home, on
To clear up wanting to be called Meme. When Laura was little she couldn't say Emily. She said Meme. It eventually turned into Emmy then to Emma, where it has stayed for the past twenty years. A good friend of mine's son couldn't say Emily either and called me E-meme. I've been called this so much over the years that in WalMart today we ran into a family friend who yelled out E-meme to get my attention. Or Tia, I've been called that too. I really wouldn't mind being called Tia, kind of in honor of my crazy Granny Aida who would never let us call her Abuelita(little grandmother in spanish) because she was convinced she wasn't short.