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.
Nathan, after correctly guessing a rather difficult question and pressed to explain how he knew the correct answer, professed that he was psychic.
Me: “No, You’re psychotic.”
Sebastian burst out laughing.
Me, turning to my younger child: “Do you know what ‘psychotic’ means?”
Me: “Then why are you laughing?”
Seba:”Just kidding! ‘Psychotic’ means, um …, well ….’Psychotic’ means ‘psychotic.'”
I glance at him letting him know that his tautological response was not an answer. He looks right at me and replies: “Sorry, that’s all I’ve got. ”