This morning at breakfast:

Kid: Mommy, when I have a wedding, I want to marry you.

Me: (I've heard it happens, but again, wasn't prepared for it)...Oh, that's special, Kid. Why do you want to marry Mommy?
Kid: Because you make french toast when I ask for it sometimes.
Me: Well, that's a great reason. You will have plenty of time to choose who you will marry. You won't be able to marry me though, because I'm your Mommy!
Kid: Who can I choose to marry?
Me: It will probably be someone your age, and you won't need to think about getting married until you are most likely in your twenties.
Kid: If it's someone my age, then it can be Lily?
Me: Yes, it may be Lily, or anyone else your age.
Kid: And I want four kids. I will name them Carter, Kade, Kuper, and Everett.
Me: That sounds like a neat plan, we will see if it happens.
Kid: Not until I'm 29, though. (undisclosed reason why he used that specific age)