DH and I have a lot of names of endearment and different forms of our names that we call each other. Each one has a purpose, too, kind of like our own language after so many years of being married.
For example, when he calls me "cupcake" I'm really not being endearing to him, he's being rather sarcastic. When he calls me "peach", I'm being clumsy (got that from Caddyshack, when Mr. Havacamp tells Mrs. Havacamp "That's a peach, hon!")![]()
I'm "Sweetie".Or, if he wants something, it's "Sweeeetie..."
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I used to call DH dear most of the time. Until one night when we were driving through the country and I saw a deer close to the road.To warn him I said "deer". Does DH slow down? Nope. He looks at me and says "what". Thankfully the deer was smarter than DH and I and stayed off the road.