Sebastian is my six-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: “Mommy, how did you and Daddy meet?”
His Mother: “We met in the parking lot of a San Francisco Giants baseball game.”
Seba: “Really? Cool! Who were they playing?”
His Mother: “I don’t remember.”
Sebastian: “Who won?”
His Mother: “No idea.”