My Last Name Is Grandma

By Ella Elliott Colvin

When my Husband and I became Grandparents, we were surprised at the uncontrollable and endless flow of love and affection we felt for our Grandchildren. It was a feeling that seemed to equal, or surpass the feelings we had for our children when they were growing up (sorry kids). But we soon found that while the love seemed to be as equal, expressing it was different. My maternal Grandmother displayed that same kind of endless flow of love for her grand kids. I knew her as Granny, and I believe she was the litmus test, the gold standard for all Grandmothers. She showered all of her grand kids with unconditional love, and made each of us feel as if we were the most important person in the world.
I knew Granny as Granny, and I am sure that I didn't learn her last name until I was much older. To me her name could have been Granny, No Middle Initial, Granny, because to us it was about the way she made us feel, and how we felt about her, and the name Granny was all we needed to know. My grand kids call me Grandma, and for the longest time, that was my first and last name to them, and I didn't mind at all.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Nov 8, 2011
• ISBN: 9781467062190

Ella Elliott Colvin

Ella Elliott Colvin was born in Grantham, North Carolina. A retired Air Force Nurse Corps Officer, she and her husband live in Arkansas. They have three children, and six grandchildren. Her first book titled My Last Name is Grandma took the readers on a poignant journey about two of them. “It is a sweet series of vignettes by a doting grandmother.” (Kirkus Review)

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© 2011 by Ella Elliott Colvin. All rights reserved.

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First published by AuthorHouse 11/02/2011

ISBN: 978-1-4670-6221-3 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4670-6220-6 (hc)

ISBN: 978-1-4670-6219-0 (ebk)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2011918308

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Contents

Acknowledgments

Prologue

MY GRANNY

These Two

Sisters Laughing

Who Does What and When?

It’s My Turn

Red Light Green Light

Less Is Good

Popsicles

What I Learned at Pre-School

Let Me Tell You About Her

Overnight Stays

Don’t Deny Papa His Joy

Oops! Excuse Me, I burped

I Don’t Like Chili’s

Going To Church

Grandma He’s Speeding Again

At Granny’s House

Granny, KeeKee and TraTra

What Does That Mean?

Epilogue

This book is dedicated

To T, Erika, TJ, Kelvin, Cherokee, Haley, Etraja, Ella, Devin, Raegan, my Mom (Fabie), my Dad (BJ), my sisters Alice, Carol, Connie, Paulette, my brothers Calvin and Charles Otis, and to our Grandkid’s other Grandparents, who like us, have created an unbreakable bond with them.

Acknowledgments

I have always dreamed big, and I believe that what will be, will be. But, I make sure that I have done all that I can do to make sure that whatever will be, will be beneficial to me. I thank God for my Husband, for he has always been a supporter of my dreams. It has been my lifelong dream to write a book, and with the help of his editing skills we have accomplished another one of my dreams. Our families have always supported us, and we are eternally grateful for their love and support. I thank our Lord Jesus Christ, for it is through him that we receive all of our blessings.

Prologue

When my Husband and I became Grandparents, we were surprised at the uncontrollable, and endless

flow of love and affection we felt for our Grandkids. It was a feeling that seemed to equal, or surpass the feelings we had for our children when they were growing up (sorry kids). But we soon found that while the love seemed to be as equal, expressing it was different. Before we became grandparents, we often saw other grandparents with their grandkids, and wondered what all the fuss was about. Well, we have six, and now understand that once grandkids arrive there is this overpowering invisible connection that develops. It was a connection that my Maternal Grandmother had (I never knew my Paternal Grandmother). I believe that my Grandmother (Granny as she was called) was the litmus test, the gold standard for all Grandmothers. She showered all of her grandkids with unconditional love, and made each of us feel as if we were the most important person in the world. When my family visited our Maternal Grandparents, and my