Dear Jake (Jacob, Love Bug, Cutiepie, etc),
When your cousin Alexis was about a year and a half old, I moved to Denver and -- happiness! -- got to see her much more often than when I lived in Texas. Because she was very articulate for her age, she was already talking a lot -- in sentences. But, since she was so little, she was still learning how to pronounce some of what she said. When I spoke of myself to her as "Grandma," she responded by leaving out the R completely and then, like many little children, inverting the order of the G and the M. Lots of little ones get the consonants out of order (so they say, for example, Pasghetti, instead of Spaghetti). So, instead of "Grandma," I became "Maga," though, since Alex said it in a way that rhymed it with Rajah, I began to spell it "Magah."
As Alex and her sisters Haley and Katie got older, their friends didn't know whom they were talking about when they said things like, "I'm going to Magah's house." So, they began to call me "Grandma Susan," to go with their other Grandma, "Grandma Jo." Then, it shortened to "Susan". However, I still love the memory of those sweet little voices calling "Magah," and it is -- to me -- an incredibly dear, sweet name. However, no matter what you call me, I'll always be thrilled to hear your voice. We'll talk about everything. It will be so wonderful to hear your own sweet voice tell me about all your wonderful adventures!
Right now, it's a thrill to hear your incredibly wide vocabulary of grunts, sighs, gurgles, clicks, coos, and songs. Love you!
Magah, Susan, Grandma, Ben's Mom
