Several months ago, I started a new weekly theme: Sundays Are For Sebastian. Sebastian is my five-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.
My wife: “What do you want for breakfast?”
Sebastian: “Potato Chips!”
My wife (in French): “Impossible.”
Sebastian: “That means not possible….”
My wife: “Right.”