I'm not sure exactly what led up to this, but when J was getting dressed this morning, L told him he was too big to be cute, that only M & N were cute. According to L, something has to be very small to be cute, and J is almost as big as L.
L: No, you're too big to be cute, J.
Mommy: That's not true. J's very cute.
J: That's right. I am cute. Even my toes are cute.
A bit later, J was in my lap.
Mommy (giving J a hug): I love you, J.
J (smiling): I'm God's gift to you.