Sweet conversations with a six-year-old

I am basically writing this all down so that when my kids are in their teenage years, I can remember that once upon a time they were really quite sweet.

Me:  School starts tomorrow!
J: Awww, man!  I don't like school!
Me:  Well, you only have 9 more weeks and then you're in first grade.  Isn't that exciting?
J: Yeah! 
Me:  It makes me sad.  Can't you just stay a baby forever? 
J: No.  I hate to have to tell you this mom, but God won't let it happen that way.
Me:  Really?
J: Really.  He wants us to grow up.
Me:  OK, but will you still give me hugs and kisses?
J: (laughing) Yes! 
Me:  What about when you're in sixth grade?
J: All the way to sixth grade!
Me: Even in the carpool line?
J: Especially in the carpool line.  Sometimes in the morning.  All the time at night.
Me:  What about seventh grade?  Will you still give me hugs and kisses in seventh grade?
J: All the way up to my job.  {translation: when I get a job}
Me:  Yay!  That makes me so happy.  Where will you work?
J:  At the fair.
Me:  What will you be doing at the fair?
J:  Face Painting.  I will work all day and my wife will take care of the kids.  She will bring them to the fair so I can see them and I will give them each a book of tickets.
Me:  And how many kids will you have?
J:  4.  Or 3.  I'm not sure.
Me:  Will you give me hugs and kisses even when you're grown up and have children?
J:  No.  I might live too far away.
Me:  (feigning shock):  Oh No!!
J:  OK, I'll live right next door.  As long as it isn't too expensive and it is a big house.  Right or Left side mommy?

Man, I love this kid....