Alfredo Cajones

My family, or rather my father, has an interesting habit of making up nicknames out of the most random things and applying them to us for the rest of our lives. Lucky me, I was Zard Baby for many many years. As someone or other says, it is good to give back... So I have to connect the dots for you to make this story make sense. If I just told you his name was Alfredo Cajones, who would understand why? Other than it is a super cool name of course. Being born into the end of the 20th century, my family tree looks a bit more blurry than some. My parents divorced when I was young and my mother remarried, which gives our Monsters 3 grandfathers, not to mention the great grandparents. Step-grandpa is "Grand Daddy", which makes it easy. But the issue evolved - what to call the other two? Should there be some sort of distinction between them at least until the kids are older and can understand who we are talking about by context? Given my father's uncanny resemblence to the actor Rowan Atkinson in both looks and sounds, It was decided that Grandpa Dean, should instead be called Grandpa Bean. To make it better, Grandpa Bean does not like his name-sake, nor does he see the resemblence. Right... Not being one to miss an opportunity, my oldest child (dear husband that he is) decided that was not enough. In a fit of spanish delight, he dubbed my father "Abuelo Frijole". Well the kids went crazy thinking this was the greatest name ever. Unfortunately they are still learning to pronounce English words correctly, much less the latin dialects. So the next breakfast we had with Abuelo Frijole, Matt wanted to join in the fun. He leaned into his father to be reminded of the words, and proudly said hello to "Alfredo Cajones!" Things don't get much more perfect than that. All the time in the world would not have revealed that masterpiece of a nickname. Lucky for us.