If you had a nickname when you were a kid, what was it & does anyone call you by it now?

Plur (from my brothers). No idea what it means. I’ll have to ask them.

I’ve had the same nickname since middle school: Blackberry.

My mother called me Dolly and my father called me Zezza as a child and they both still do.
A friend in high school started calling me Bug and to this day never uses my first name.

My dad always called me Fruitcake, he still does.

Brambo (degeneration of my family name).
Broad [insert family name] (i was very not muscular)
Brezhnev (after the Russian president)
None i am called anymore.

Everyone in my family called me “Kissu”. Nobody calls me that anymore, though.

I have an aunt who calls me “sassy Saffy” and my dad calls me “Beeker” because I showed a love for science at a young age.

Cheers folks!
As promised, here’s one of mine. When I was a baby my parents called me “saucer eyes” because of my cute, large…..well, you work it out!
I’m assuming they were exaggerating just a touch. I mean saucer sized, I wasn’t born in Roswell!
I had another “proper” nickname from school age, which I still have today. That’s a secret though…....;¬}

Baba-Louie,Bullhead,Sassy,Lucy,Killer and Sweetness and Light.and a few more XD

From toddler-ish until I was about 9 or 10, my mom called me Boo. This was because of my love of playing peek-a-boo. Oddly, no one else in the family called me that.

B.K. Nearly everyone of my friends and all of my family call me this. My friends from up north have a more difficult time than any others have calling me by initials. My husband, a damn yankee, said initials are a southern thing. Hmm.

I was called “trebor” (robert backwards). My mom calls me it maybe a few times a year, but that’s about it.

The cutest nickname I’ve ever heard in my life belongs to my niece’s 12 year old friend. The girls visited us when they were about 9 years old. I asked the young friend if her parents called her Grace or Gracie. She said, “Well, my daddy calls me blister. He says I only show up after the work is done.” I’ll never forget that one. Ole’ Blister.

Nope, no nickname since I was 5. Everyone uses my given name.

When I was in high school, one of my friends nicknamed me Crusader Rabbit, which just got shortened to Rabbit.

No one calls me that now.

My mom and dad have called me these names at some point in my life: Sunburn, Jellybean, Torpedo, and Rabbit. I don’t know the story for the first two, but Torpedo sounds sort of similar to my real name. Rabbit is because my parents were given a lot of baby stuff with rabbits on them at the baby shower that was thrown for my mom.
I’ve also been called Chipmunk, because as a girl in my early adolescence, I had a squeaky voice. Also, I was called Print Princess for a brief period of time because I ran the school newspaper. Lastly, I was called Rex because it was a play on my name again (my name plus -osaurus rex). I kind of liked that one.
None of these nicknames really stuck. My dad still calls me Torpedo on occasion.

My parents called me Gigi (jeejee) all the time when I was little. Some people do today, but not that much. Sometimes people call me Jizz and I hate that lol.

My nickname as a youth was “Buggar Red”—my shirtsleeves were the only portion of my attire that was starched. Today I am widely known as “Hey Asshole.”

Little Monster Eyes. My mom now tells my doggie he has “his mother’s eyes”.

My family still call me Archie, as do some of my school friends.
To everyone else, I am Jack, which is my real name.

Moosh… no clue why they called me that, but it lasted from as far back as I remember until I was in my early teens
Chris “O” because I had a crush on our local weather man Jim O’Brien when I was a kid, my family still calls me Chris-O or Chrissy… interestingly enough, the only people that still call me Chrissy are my family members and people that have known me since I was kid. To everyone else I am Christine

Skinny Minny (no one calls me that anymore, sadly.) Lisa Pooh (sometimes shortened to Pooh) to most of my family (I loved Winnie the Pooh), and Lisa Pooh Noodle to my favorite uncle. In my thirties, I went out to dinner with my husband. From across the restaurant, I hear “Lisa Pooh?” (and so did everyone else in the place). It was my grandfather. Suffice it to say, yeah, my family still uses these nicknames. IN PUBLIC.

Here of course, I’m Auggie. I like that one. :)