And woe betide the parent who dares to laugh.
I love the random fixations of Willem's imagination. For a while, everything was named Carmen. He drew a picture of a boat and named it Carmen. We had a stuffed animal picnic with a tiger named Carmen. Just the way he drops the name Carmen so casually (I have no idea where he heard it) is hilarious.
But we're not hearing the name Carmen so much lately, now that Willem has come up with the perfect moniker for when he and Nels run around the house in bandit mode. They call themselves The Oatmeal Brothers.