When we went to have dinner to celebrate Steph and Shawn’s birthdays (respectively) — January 28th — Abby was all into “Grandpa”. Of course she can’t *say* Grandpa clearly, so it came out “paw-paw” but was VERY clearly directed to my Dad.
She was quite upset upon our departure, but as we got in and out of the van to go and get back from dinner, she would say “paw paw” and knew exactly who she wanted — and it was NOT me or Ron — it was my Dad. 🙂
Now, paw paw is not goig to stick — he will be Grandpa, just like Joseph says, but for now, it’s “paw paw” and it fits!