meet my brother:
he came into the world back in 1985. the first born. the first son. it was a glorious moment in my parents’ lives for sure.
meet my parents, circa 1980 something:
had has a hard time remembering names. so, he endearingly called my brother not by his given name, but rather, MUNCHMAN.
for two years, my brother was known as MUNCHMAN.
then, in 1987, i showed up. my dad couldn’t call me by my given name, no surry-bob, he had to give me a nickname.
to keep with the trend, i would be called MUNCHETTE.
this also became hard for my dad to remember, so he shortened it to ETLEY.
as i grew up, i literally NEVER heard my dad call me by my given name. he has ALWAYS called me etley.
so it stuck. i love it. when i was thinking of a blog name, etley popped into my head.
my dad has always said etley, but when he signs my cards, he spells it different every time. i called him the night i made my blog,
“hey dad! question – how do you spell etley?”
“uhhhh dad, i don’t think that’s how you spell ETLEY . . . are you sure?”
okay – so to recap:
my dad doesn’t call me by my first name.
he calls his children “munches” which sounds like a delicious snack.
& he doesn’t even know how to spell my nickname.
but i’m okay with that. i love being etley or i-t-l-y. forevaaa.