He's at the age where if I call him babe or baby, he responds with a twinkle in his eye ...
"I'm not a baby".
"But you'll always be my baby just because you're the youngest," I say.
He responds, "Then you need another baby because I'm big!"
He recently asked, "Mom, how old are you?"
When I told him, his eyes went wide with shock and he said, "WHOA!!!! YOU'RE BIG!!"
On another day, he sought me out with this question ...
"Mom, when you get old will you be my grandma?"
"No, I'll still be your mom. But someday you will have a wife, and you two will have kids, and she will be the mom and you will be the dad."
He pondered for a moment, shook his head and with a bit of disbelief said, "That's gross, right?"
And then there's my personal favorite ...