My Granddaughter First of all, my granddaughter calls me Big Maw. When she was 3 years old, I had taking her to the store with me. After we got out of the car, she started to run to the store and I grabed her and pointed down on the blacktop a oily spot about the size of a half dollar. I told her that if she gets out in front of a car that she would like like that spot on the blacktop. A month later, she went to the store with me again. When we got out of the car, she got all excited and started yelling, "Big Maw, Big Maw!" I said, "What is it, Jesica." She then pointed down to a oily spot about 2 times the size of a basketball and ask, "What is that, a mommy or a daddy?"