The things he says...

(While getting dressed)  Come on you.  Come on pants.  You can do it.  You can do whatever you want to do!

Mommy: Ready to go in the bathtub?
C: Can you go in the bathtub with me?
Mommy: Umm...
C:  If Daddy was here he could throw you in the bathtub!  Hahaha!

Hey look at me.  I'm a grown-up buddy.

(After being asked a zillion times about what he can get for Christmas)
Mommy:  C, Christmas is a long way away.  And I am not going to talk about it anymore right now!
C:  (in tears) But, I want that truck for Christmas!!!
Mommy:  And you know, I'm tired of you just asking for presents all the time.  Christmas is not about getting presents.  It's about Jesus.  And if you want me to tell you the story about Jesus and Christmas, I will.  But, I'm not talking about presents anymore.
C:  I gonna tell you about Christmas and Jesus and you're not goin' to take my presents!!!

(While looking at the "which one is different" section in his little magazine)
C:  Oh, that green letter doesn't have any friends.
Mommy:  Oh, no.  Why doesn't he have any friends?
C:  He doesn't have any.
Mommy:  Those purple letters could be his friends.  We don't have to be the same color to be friends.  We can be friends with people who have different colored skin than us.
C:  What color skin do I have?
Mommy:  It's kindof a peachy color.  But, most people would say it's white.
C:  Why do they do that?
Mommy:  Because God made you and Mommy with lighter skin.  And He made some people with darker skin. 
C:  Oh, who has darker skin? 
Mommy:  Um, Uncle D has darker skin than Mommy.  Right?
C:  Oh yeah he does.  I have darker skin.  When I grow up big I will have darker skin like D and Mommy and Grandpa!

(While running through the kitchen playing 'race cars')  See you later dead car!  Woohoo!

Now I'm a snow angel.  You are Mary.  A lovely old silly snake comes to see you.  (Raising his eyebrows up and down)  What sea animal goes like this?

I really like you.  Come here and let me give you a hug.

Mommy:  C, could you please shut the door and wait outside, Mommy has to go to the bathroom.
C:  But, I want to watch you.  Can I watch you please?
Mommy:  Mommy wants some privacy.
C:  But, why?
Mommy:  You know how you don't like for B to watch you go potty.  Sometimes Mommy likes to be alone when I go potty.
C:  (Stepping outside and pulling the door closed halfway)  There.  Does that make you feel better?
Mommy:  Yep, thanks bud.
C:  I just gonna open it up a little bit more.  Does that make you happy?

(After dodging dog poop on the way back to our car from the post office)
C:  You could do that when you grow up and be a dog.
Mommy:  But, I don't want to be a dog when I grow up.  I just want to be a woman who loves Jesus and loves her family.
C:  I wanna be a rattlesnake and scare Jesus!!!