Jackson's rule: I don't let any hippopotamuses in my house cause they might in crazy.

Jackson is telling me I can't eat him because he has blood cells in him.

As I picked him up from school...
Jackson: Mom, I wish you could be a teacher at my school.
Me: you do? In your class?
Jackson: No, just in a different class. And you could teach all the kids how to stand on one foot.

I was listening in from the other room as Jackson played cars by himself.  The bad car was talking to the nice car...
Bad Car:  Hey!  Didn't I already kill you?
Nice Car:  Yeah, but I was resurrected!
Bad Car: Resurrected?  What's that?
Nice Car:  It's where you can talk and play and stuff again!

I just made fruit smoothies and Jackson said, "This is tastier than a corn syrup festival!"

Jackson: Why are teeth supposed to be white?
Me: That's just the color they are when they're nice and clean.
Jackson: But Mom! White is NO color!

Can you do these moves? Jackson asks

Me: Guess what? Tomorrow is Saturday!
Jackson: So Dad doesn't have to go to work?
Me: That's right!
Jackson:  He just has to help people move?

Burned my thumb on a hot cookie sheet. The closest water was a pot of boiling noodles.

J: Mom? Can we put milk on the sun? Can we?

Me: Do you need to use the potty?
Jackson: Nope. Just putting my feet together because they're friends!

Love his response when the camera turns to him

...a little after dinner treat of broccoli anyone?