Isn't it funny how a term of endearment suddenly lets otherwise forbidden terms to be used in describing loved ones? Like, "What a cute little smushy faced chubby baby boy you have there!" My friend Michele dubbed Mojo "Splintahhh," after the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles character "Splinter" the rat. And I was all, "Oh, you're calling him a rat?!? Just because you say it in a squeaky voice doesn't make it cute, dude."
Sadly, she isn't far off.