Sebastian is my eight-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.
When we told the boys that we were moving to Houston, we were worried that it would be met with some resistance. Quite the opposite. In fact, they only had two demands. The first was that they would have separate rooms and the second was that we get a dog.
My wife (expressing her reluctance on the second demand): “I guarantee that I will be taking care of the dog at least 75% of the time.”
Sebastian (gleefully): “… And I will be taking care of it the other half of the time!”
the drunken cyclist 
and by that, Sebastian clearly refers to 12.5%, sharing the remaining time equally with his brother
flawless mathematics!
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Enabler.
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He gets his math edge from his father, I see. 🙂
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Um, not exactly.
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So are you getting a dog?
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It’s complicated….
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I have a Sebastian story from my own Sebastian…Cameron. “Cam, I will be back soon. You hang with dad ok? I have to take the puppy to the animal doctor for her shots.” After I returned Cam asks, “So what kind of animal is the doctor anyway?”
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Ha! That is awesome!
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Sounds like he’s been watching the Three Stooges.
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His long lost cousins….
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