Peanut Butter

No, this post isn't about the banana bread I made a couple days ago. Its about my baby.

Let me back up a bit.

Each of my kids have a special nickname that I gave them when they were just tiny. (In Micah's case, right after he came home.)

Ashley's nickname is Sweet Pea. I'm not even sure how it started. Probably because I remember my mom calling me that. Whatever the reason, it stuck.

Emily is Peanut. Mostly because she was so tiny. Emily was (and still is) one of my smallest, percentile-wise. My little Peanut.

Abby was a November baby and quickly became Pumpkin. She had these sweet, round cheeks and Pumpkin (Really more pronounced "Pun'kin") was just the perfect nickname for her.

At this point I realized they all started (or sort of started) with a P.

When Micah came home, I didn't have a P name that fit. He was (and is) just Buddy, Bud or sometimes Bug. I figured if we every had another boy, we'd give him a B nickname and leave P for the girls.

Mabry quickly became Princess. A name she fits to the T. Er... P. :)

While pregnant with Kate, Ashley and Emily asked me what nickname I was going to call her. I said that I wasn't sure, but it would be fun if it started with a P as well. And Ashley voted that Peaches would be a sweet nickname. I agreed. So, since she was born, I've tried to make Peaches fit. But it never comes naturally. This isn't some huge, overly sentimental issue to me, more of a coincidence really, so if she didn't have a P nickname, it wasn't the end of the world to me.

But then it came to me.

And being my very chunkiest baby (again, percentile-wise), it fits her so well.

Peanut Butter.

Yes, its close to Emily's nickname, Peanut. But it fits Kate so well.

Sweet, chunky, Peanut Butter. That's Kate. :)