Here is a convahsation between my mommy and me wecently.
Eva: Look, another wormie!
Mommy: Oh, he's sweet. You can keep him.
Eva: No, he's not Squiggly Wormie. I let him back in the wild. I miss Squiggly Wormie.
[keep in mind my Rs sounds like Ws]
Eva: I found a nice comfy bed for new Squiggly Wormie. He's gonna need a pillow.
Later ... "He needs to go flying" as I toss him in the air.