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.
Every night at dinner, I ask the boys to recount three things about their day.
Nathan was talking about a certain classmate of his whose name was not clearly male or female. So Sebastian asked: “Is that a boy or a girl?”
Nathan: “It’s a…”