Tell him he is what he eats. And then tell him to eat a cutie. You know those little clementines?
And then laugh maniacally.
Then, when he gets mad, tell him he's eaten too many sour apples. Then laugh so hard that tears start running down your face.
Then, when he yells across the room, "I HATE CUTIES!" start fake crying, really loudly. And wait for his little sister to rat him out that he's smiling.
It's almost as good as kissing him goodbye right in front of all his friends at school. Or telling his friend that he can't come play until he's cleaned up the playroom.
I can't wait until he's a teenager.