we played together as a family this evening and brin put a doll blanket on my head and i asked, “am i mary, the mother of Jesus?” from that moment on, whenever brin wanted to speak to me, she called me “mawey.”
“i’m going to brush your hair, okay mawey?”
“let me do that for you, mawey!”
mama: what’s my name, brin?
brin: you are called mawey.