Yesterday I was calling to Elijah from the other room…
“Elijah!? Elijah!? What are you do-ing!? Elijah!? Elijah? Elijah Henry!!”
The immediate answer?
“NOOOOO I NOT HENRY! HIS NAME IS ELIJAH!!!”
Then, as if to extract revenge:
“MAMA? MAMA HENRY!!!!!”
And I have been Mama Henry ever since.
Possibly because I found it all absolutely hilarious.