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.
Sebastian woke up and came downstairs early on Sunday morning to find me on my laptop.
Sebastian: “What are you doing, Daddy?”
Me: “Working on my blog.”
Sebastian: “What day is it?”
Sebastian: “Are you doing ‘Sundays are for Sebastian’?”
Me: “Actually, yes.”
Sebastian: “How? I have not said anything funny yet….”