Please, allow me to introduce myself as someone else

While on the way to the store last Saturday morning, we stopped at a garage sale a block down the road. I picked up a shovel and 50 ft extension cord. Got a little riding/rocking zebra for Corwin and Baby. Before leaving I introduced myself to the house owner, as I’m still fairly new to the neighborhood. He said his name was John and I shook his hand and said “Scott Parker.”

A few days later, I think I hear Corwin saying my name out on the deck. I wander out there to see what’s up, and he runs up to Anke with his little hand out saying, “Scott Parker!” He shakes her hand and runs off.