Well, it’s time to move on. Thanks for your condolences! Oscar Stew will spew forth without the Oscar.

Hey Scoob, hey Fred! What are you guys up to? What’s the matter? Why do you look so angry? And what’s with the nametags?

Who would have thought that they would take a stand against nicknames? Are “Scoob” & “Fred” getting old? Or maybe it is the plethora of other silly names they get called. This lasted a few hours, and they were very insistant that there be no more nicknames. Whatsoever! *foot stomp*

I immediately started to panic. My mind was racing, trying to come up with anyway possible to get around the new rule. They were persistent and stood their ground. And then, I offered them a brownie. And all was forgotten.

Kids are so easy.