Happy Birthday Big Papa

This past weekend we went to Winston Salem to celebrate my Papa's birthday. This is a miracle on so many levels...about four months ago, we didn't think he was going to make it out of the hospital. He has been home for a few weeks now and is doing well. I refer to my dad's mother as "Grandma." When we ask James what her name is, she says "Ma." Since James doesn't seem to understand that we call my dad and my grandfather both "Papa", I have a feeling, my grandfather might get called "Pa!"