How Mike became Mitt

People have been asking me why I call Mike, "Mitt".  Shortly after we were married in 1994 our daughter Lacey was turning 14 and I didn't know what to get her for her birthday.  For those of you who don't know Lacey, she's super sweet and she's never, ever been a material girl.  So for this teenager, a trip to the mall just wasn't the answer.  After much thought I decided to go to the pound and get her a kitten.

We already had a cat; a big, beautiful, brown cat named Roscoe.  Mike loved Roscoe but he wasn't thrilled about adding another cat to our busy household.  In my newlywed wisdom ; ) I decided it would be okay. I thought with Mike's big heart he would fall in love with this kitten in no time and lucky for me and the kitten, he did.

We named the kitten "Kiwi Mittenhead" and soon Mike & Kiwi were best buds and always snuggling.  Seeing them together I started calling Mike, Mittenhead after the kitten; I would see them and say, "Hi Kiwi & Mittenhead".  Then Mike became Mitten, eventually he started calling me "Mitten" too and soon every card and note we exchanged was signed to and from Mitten.

Through the years we both became just Mitt.  Though he's the only one who calls me Mitt; friends and family do refer to Mike as "Mitt" and we are both referred to as The Mittens, The Mitts and The Mittsters. 

This is our own special endearment to each other and it's really been the perfect nickname for us since "Mittens" are always pairs.  ; )  I never thought a silly nickname would become so heartwarming to me.  I dearly love how every time I see or hear the name Mitt, my heart smiles.