The Little Prince has a sweet spot.
It's not his cheeks.
(His cheeks are so chunky that if you're standing directly behind him, you can still see his jowls.)
It's not his thighs.
(Obviously, but I had to throw in a picture of them. Just look at those thunder thighs!)
It's not even his feet.
(Please ignore the spit-up on his pants and simply enjoy the cuteness of baby feet!)
It's his ears.
When he's tired and nursing, trying to go to sleep, but fighting against it with his entire body, all I have to do is rub my finger around and around his ear. His body instantly goes limp, his eyes roll back while his eyelids close, and soon, he's blissfully asleep.