Jack: Mom, when you marry a big boy it will be disgusting.
Me: Why will it be disgusting?
Jack: You will kiss and hug.
Me: Who told you that?
Jack: Jordan (his cousin)
Me: When I marry a big boy you won't get to sleep in my bed anymore.
Jack: I will marry you.
Ally: Mom, who are you going to vote for?
Me: John McCain.
Ally: Is he Mormon or Democrat?
At the dentist office,
Jack: Can I tell you a song I made up?
Jack: We will, we will ROCK YOU!
Hygienist: Oh, where did you learn that song?
Jack: My grandma's car.