Today my mom sent me a doll I owned as a child, and I passed it on to Zee.
"Hey Zee, do you want this old doll? Her name... hm. I used to have two blonde dolls and I forget which one this is. It's either Raisino or Pregabee."
Zee decided that she liked both names enough that she'd combine them. I hope Zee gives the doll to her kid one day. Nobody will dare tease little Gertrude about her name while she's holding Raisin O'Pregabee.