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.
We were at the boys’ cousins’ house and Nathan and Sebastian were playing wiffle ball in the back yard.
After a few minutes, the two came in.
Me: “What happened?”
Nathan: “Sebastian hit the ball over the fence, so we can’t play anymore.”
After going outside and unsuccessfully looking for the ball in the neighbor’s yard I came back inside.
Me: “I could not find it, but that’s OK, we can go buy another.”
Nathan: “Yeah, and Sebastian can pay for it out of his allowance!”
Me: “Sebastian does not get an allowance.”
Sebastian jumped up, pointed at his brother, and screamed:
“Ha! Joke’s on you!”
the drunken cyclist 
Go Sebastian… and I meant what I said about taking Latin. The way he picked apart bikini formulating bike eenie… it may have been a canted direction but that is critical thinking. He’s gonna be good….
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Yeah, I am not so sure he “picked apart” bikini so much as he stopped reading after the first three letters. Maybe I should see his reaction to a show about Bikram Yoga….
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He may not wait until he’s an adolescent to be much smarter than you… The best is yet to come. 😈
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I fear you are right!
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I wonder how long it will be before he rethinks that statement. 🙂
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He hasn’t yet!
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He sports his mom’s jewelry and sandals quite nicely! LOL
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Indeed!
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Love it! This is one of the best “Sundays Are For Sebastian” yet.
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