Me: "Are you my little pumpkin?"This goes on for a while, with him throwing out suggestions for what kind of food he is until finally he says, "That's enough, Mommy."
MM: "No." (laughing after each no.)
Me: "Are you my little strawberry?" (really, he should be considering how many of them he eats)
Me: "Are you my little kumquat?" (don't you love the word "kumquat"?)
Me: " Are you my little nectarine?"
Me: "Are you my Big [Muffin Man's Real Name] Boy?"
Then we do the whole kissing, hugging, "Night-night" thing and he goes to sleep. When it goes on too long, I have to really cudgel my brains to come up with foods. Often, I suggest pastries. I've actually been reduced to asking if he's a lobster or a veal scallopini. Hey! You've gotta be creative!