Poor J does not like being sweet talked in the morning.
Me: "Good morning, buddy. Are you my sugar?"
J: *scowls* "No."
Me: "Okay, then how about my pumpkin?"
J: *scowls bigger* NO!"
Me: "Well, fine then. What are you?"
J: *wags his finger at me* "I just TID (kid) J! And I want to be happy."
I hate when the things that make us happy are polar opposites. So I guess I'll just stick to thinking my sweet talking. :)