Well, I have four nicknames. When I was little, my dad called me imp. Click here to read that story. At times, when my mom was being extra sentimental, she would call me Annie. Most of my friends call me Annie too. And one of my all-time favorite nicknames has to be Honey. When my oldest grandson was about 15 months old, he started calling me Honey, and yes, my heart melted. Since that time, the name has stuck. All of my grandkids call me by that name, and I love it. My middle school kids call me Ms. B. And one year, some of my sixth-grade students asked what my grandchildren called me. Some of my kids asked if they could call me Miss Honey, and of course, I consented. A few combined the two and called me Ms. Honey B. Over the years, I have loved every single one of my nicknames, for each has a special meaning that I hold dear.
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