I've always had this thing against places that add an "e" to the end of a word where it doesn't belong. I think it's pretentious, and it drives me crazy. My whole family knows that I will never live in a neighborhood called "Oake Pointe" (which I insist on pronouncing "Oaky Pointy.")
Little Brother is proud that he knows how to spell my name: "M-o-m-m-y." He was writing it on his Magna-Doodle yesterday.
Then he thought about it. He's learning about letters, and the sounds they make, at school. So he told me, "This is the wrong way to write your name. It should have an 'e' at the end, to make the 'e' sound."
So, at least until the kindergarten works its way to the letter "y," just sign me: SFO Momme