It used to be that everytime I said the words "Aunt Bee" or even "bee" to Evan, he would smile.
Even when he would be grumpy and really upset, I would say "Bee!" and his mood would change to happy.
These days, he has a new response.
"Say Aunt Bee!"
"Thbbt!" He blows a raspberry at me. Every time.
And here I thought he liked me!