Great lines

Sam has been coming up with great lines these days and I just wish I could remember them all. He hangs his head down and asks me "Mommy, when am I going to be an adult?" He also told me that he's going to be sad until he's 6 years old when he'll be old enough to sleep on the top bunk of the bunk bed but after he's 6 he'll be happy. Phew, only 2.5 years of being sad left!