K,

H calls you:

“K – Mamas-e.”

It’s her term of endearment for you.

I told you about the names getting out of hand.

My Kenny.

So the ladies at school started with the calling you “mamas.”

Then:

“K – mamas.”

Then a derivative was:

“Little mama.”

And now H has made it all her own.

She calls you:

“K – Mamas-e.”

Or I don’t even know.

Is it:

“K – Mamas-ee?”

“K – Mamas-y?”

Any way.

You are so sweet.

My growing baby.

I love you.

I love you forever.

-Dad