If you bring a baby—

Oumu: Where is the clapping baby? (the wind-up monkey)
Me: In my house. I will bring it tomorrow.
Adama: If you bring a baby—

I interrupt to her remind her what I’d just told Oumu, “I will bring a baby tomorrow.”

Adama: Tomorrow??
Me: Yes.
Adama: You will bring a baby tomorrow?
Me: Yes, tomorrow I will bring the clapping baby.
Adama: No, not the clapping baby. A baby like this [she points to Musa]. If you bring a baby like Musa, name it Adama. And if it is a boy name it after your husband, Mamasaliou.
Me: Okay.
Adama: Do you have a namesake?
Me: Yes.
Adama, surprised: You have a namesake?
Me, realizing she might mean namesake in the proper sense of the word, not simply another person named Binta: In America?
Adama: Yes.
Me: No, I don’t have a namesake there.

And I'd never thought it strange before that I wasn't named after someone. Huh.