Sebastian is my seven-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.
Nathan: “Who sings this song?”
Seba: “Bruno Mars!”
Nathan: “No, it’s not Bruno Mars! Bruno Mars is a boy and that is a girl singing.”
Seba: “So? Michael Jackson is a boy and he sounds like a girl.”