A few weeks ago, I started a new weekly theme: Sundays are for Sebastian. Sebastian is my four year old and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people. Nonetheless, here is another gem:
Sebastian is getting around to learn how to read. He picked up a beginning reader (the kind with pictures) and sounded out a word (loud enough for us to hear):
“Che.
Ick.
Cun.
Che. Ick. Cun. CHICKEN!”
Thinking that this was a rather difficult word for a beginning reader, and wanting to encourage more self-motivation, I was effusive with the praise and he ate it up.
Later I looked at the book:
“Rooster.”
the drunken cyclist 
I started “reading” when I was about three: I would pick up one of the books that had been read to me a hundred times and start reciting it word for word, turning the pages at the appropriate time and everything. It took my mom weeks to realize what I was doing; she didn’t notice until one time when I was holding the book upside down. We then got new books. 🙂
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He does exactly the same! He also clearly has a great memory because we rarely catch him on it! I will have to watch to see if he has the book upside down–hilarious!
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