This is also from our first few months…
One of our first Mauritanian friends was a man named Mahmouni. We pronounce that first syllable somewhere between –mah and –my. One day, we went to visit him. Ilsa, then 4, popped up from the back seat. “Where are we going?”
I said, “We’re going to Mymouni’s.”
“He’s not just your moonie—he’s our moonie, too!” she said.