See, that’s what I don’t get about this. First, I question its veracity; however, I would love if my kid (I don’t yet have grandkids) came up with and stuck with a cute nickname for me. With a few exceptions, I don’t care what anyone calls me so long as I can recognize that they’re addressing me; and if someone comes up with a non malicious nickname for me, it’s an indicator of a lasting and likely affectionate relationship.

I’m toynbee, but if you want to call me cheese, that’s cool with me.