Blast from the Past Short Story

This actually happened-- I don't know-- a month ago, but I was reminded of this hilarious conversation when, this morning, Riley was talking about her "wollipop." 

We were at Grandma and Papa's house, and Ben and Riley were sitting on the fireplace.  Ben wanted to get Riley's attention, so he looked at her and said, "Wi-wey?"  Riley turned around, and in a school marm-y way, corrected, "No, Ben.  It's not Wi-wey.  It's Wi-Yee."