Ethan is standing in the kitchen in his comfortable state: shirtless and sockless, sporting a grimy face and fingers... a hint of odor smelling of a combination of maple syrup and pee... and holding his crotch and occasionally touching his nipples
Zach: Wow Ethan. You are such a stud. I mean really? Could you be more attractive?
Ethan smirks shyly... basking in the compliments.
Zach: Look at you! The muscular chest, the pants, the feet. Wow.
Ethan: I know.
Zach: Do the girls just run after you all the time? How do they keep their hands off you? Do you think I can look like you? Will you help me?
Ethan smiles shyly again rubbing both his nipples now.
Zach: There is something about the way you rub your nipples. And your scent... it like attracts the girls - right?
Ethan: I don't know.
I turn around from the sink and look at Ethan. Honestly, there is something cute about him. He's my grimy little 7-year-old with eyes and a smile that will melt your heart. Even with one hand on his crotch and the other on a nipple.
Me: Ethan - you are so cute!
Zach gives me a look that says, "You are an idiot."
Zach: Seriously mom?! Don't encourage this! He is gross. He smells gross, he looks gross. What if I was standing here doing the same thing? You wouldn't think it was so cute would you?
Me: I don't know. You could try it and I'll tell you what I think.