He has moments of pure adorableness. Given how much of a Demon he is, this is a good thing because he tries the patience of the entire family, and we all need these "Aw, he's so cute moments" so we don't kill him.
Today, "monsters and bears" were apparently roaming my house. He was fighting them with imaginary swords, and he came running into my office.
"Come with me so I can keep you safe."
"What, Little Demon?"
"Come!" (He was clinging to my legs for all it was worth.)
"I'm okay. Monsters don't like my office."
"No, come with me, My Little Rabbit."
He put his head on my lap. "Yes, you are my Little Rabbit and I love you."
Of course, my heart melted. "Why don't you go see Older Sister?" (She was in the next room.) "Maybe she can come with you. I have to finish this chapter. She can be your Little Rabbit too."
"No, she can't."
"YOU are my Little Rabbit. SHE is my Little Turtle."
I just love him.