Prince Charming

I'm not really sure what I'm being buttered up for, but it must be something big. Quotes from the last few days:

Thursday, while getting dressed in the AM
H: There you go! You're all dressed.
B: (looks himself up and down, then looks me up and down) Wow, Mom. You know what?
H: What?
B: We're HOT! We look goooooooooooood.

Wednesday afternoon
B: Mommy, you're such a tiny thing. You're SOOOOOOO cute.

Monday evening
B: What can I help ya' do, Babe?
H: Well, I'm making dinner...
B: I'll be your sa-sis-tant (assistant). You're the master, Mom.
H: That's great. Thanks for helping me.
B: Of course. You're de-wight-ful.

These little moments have been sprinkled with a frequent dose of "Awww, Mom. You're the best." I wonder what he wants.... or maybe more accurately... I wonder what he DID.

Side note: He still hasn't noticed that Baseball isn't swimming around. Now I find myself sending him over to talk to "the fish", just to see how long it's going to take.