“Her” is the name Tucker knows my mom by. It happened by accident when things such as “No, don’t take the frisbee to M, take it to her!” were said the first time she came to visit him. The nickname stuck. We sound like rubes when we talk and say things like “Aww…her loves you!” I don’t mind the strange looks anymore.
Tucker gave Her a carnation for Mother’s Day…
Then, Her tried to give him some of the lilacs that are just beginning to bloom.
He sneezed in her face.