I refer to him as JC, but I never call him that. He goes by Jackson sometimes. Mostly he answers to the name “Naughty”. He’s earned that name being the little boy he is. Naughty is SO much more boy than his big brother. This kid can’t sit still (unless SpongeBob is involved). He’s always getting into things, taking things apart, coloring on things with crayons that weren’t properly rounded up. He also man handles his big sister, which isn’t hard since he is months away from outweighing her even with a 2 year difference in age. But after the tornado, after he has ripped up your magazine, he crawls up into your lap and snuggles in. How can you not love that??