Hello peeps, I’m getting started with my blog. I do not know what I am doing but I am learning a LOT! My son wanted to borrow my angry octopus and I said sure. He asked, “What’s his name?” I scrunched my face and thought for a moment. “It doesn’t have a name. It probably needs two.”
“Whyyyy?”
“Uh.. because he has two faces.” My son flips the octopus to show that it goes from an angry face to an angrier face with fire eyes.
“Oooh, this one’s scary.” He flips it around. “And this one’s name is bery.”
“Really? Why?” I should’ve known what was coming next.
“Because he’s Bery Scary.” He giggles like he just told the best joke ever and it is. My octopus is now Bery Scary instead of nameless.
I guess everything needs a name at some point.
Jennifer R. M. 
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