Moniker

Forgot about this little gem from Halloween night.  We were grilling hotdogs on our charcoal grill.  We had the little chimney, fire-starter thingy going, smoke billowing.  William walked over, raised his hands above his head like he was Abracadabra-ing the grill and proclaimed

I am the William of hotness!

Tonight as he was eating dinner, he brought up his new, self-imposed nickname again and then elaborated

You know why I am the William of hotness?  It's because I like hot things.

Makes sense.

And, if he wants to pursue a career as a Chippendale, he already has a suitable stage name picked out.