When I am ....

Many of our conversations center around when Hunter turns 4.

Hunter:  When I am 4, I won't be able to ride with you to church.
Me:  Why?
Hunter:  The carseat will be too small.


Hunter:  When I am 5, I won't be able to ride with you to church.
Me:  Why?
Hunter:  Because I'll have to drive.
Me:  You can't drive until you are 16 years old.
Hunter:  6-1.
Me:  No, 1-6.

Hunter:  When I am 4, I'm going to be taller than you Daddy.
(It doesn't seem to occur to him that most of his friends are 4 and none of them are even taller than Daddy.)